Looking for an easy dessert that wows ’em every time? With just a few ingredients and 30 minutes in the oven, this is a winner all around. This is one of my family’s favorite desserts. I’ve added my own twist to this by adding cinnamon and unsweetened cocoa powder which just puts it over the top. It is one of the easiest cheesecake recipes ever and the kids love to help make it (and lick the bowl afterwards!).
hand mixer rolling pin spatula bowl 9×13″ baking pan
2 cans of refrigerated crescent rolls (8 oz each)
2 packages of cream cheese (8 oz each), softened
1 cup of granulated sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp cocoa, unsweetened
For the topping:
1/2 cup of granulated sugar
1 tsp of cinnamon
1/4 cup of butter, melted
2 Tablespoons of honey
- Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Spray the baking dish with cooking spray.
- In a large bowl mix the cream cheese, sugar, vanilla extract, cinnamon, and cocoa using the hand mixer on low until everything is incorporated.
- Open on can of crescent rolls and unroll onto a lightly floured surface. Dust the rolling pin with some flour and gently roll out the crescent rolls until it is the same size as the baking dish. Transfer to the bottom of the baking dish.
- Spread the cream cheese mixture on top, using a spatula. Unroll the second can of crescent rolls and gently roll it out until it is also the same size as the baking dish. Lay on top of the cream cheese mixture.
- Melt ¼ cup of butter and stir in ½ cup sugar, 1tsp cinnamon, and 2 Tablespoons of honey. Stir together until the sugar has melted and drizzle on top.
- Bake in the oven for 30 minutes, until the top is golden brown. Cool before serving.
So… the other day I wore my pants inside out. Not intentionally. I didn’t realize they were inside-out until I sat down for a meeting at lunch. I realized there was a funny ridge on the outside of my leg. Confused, I looked down and discovered that the seam was on the outside.
This is what happens when you get dressed in the dark. Why? Because you don’t want to wake the three year old who climbed into your bed at 2 a.m. and is now snoring away while you use the flashlight app on your phone to grope through your closet to pick out your clothes for the day.
I had a moment of panic. Surely everyone noticed! Maybe they were just being polite by not mentioning it. Trying not to draw any attention to myself, I reached behind me pretending to straighten my shirt. Nope… thank goodness I had worn a shirt that covered my backside and the tags. I breathed a small sigh of relief as I then realized, my students did not say anything all morning. And these kids don’t miss anything! Surely, they would have said something if they noticed this major wardrobe mistake.
I laughed about it with my husband that night as I prepared dinner. I was relieved that my crazy day was over. Until I took the package of salmon out of the fridge and discovered that I had defrosted ground turkey…
I am a frazzled mom. I’m sure if you have kids then you have a pretty good idea of what it means to be a frazzled parent. I am not the cool, calm, and collected person who shows up at the birthday party with the perfectly wrapped gift and clean-faced children who look as if dirt has never touched them. Nope. I am the one who shows up with the gift bag I managed to find in the back of the closet (because even though I remembered to get the gift yesterday, I forgot the birthday card and gift wrap) and kids, who I swear were clean when we left our home but somehow managed to end up with dried yogurt around their mouth and dripped down their shirt. I am the one who shows up with one kid crying because he/she didn’t get to wear the shoes, pants, or shirt with the minions or princesses that they wanted. I am the one who shows up with my hair in a ponytail, the barest of makeup, and a giant bag with the extra change of clothes, wipes, snacks (some which have been there past their expiration date) and water for the kids.
Some days I do pretty well at keeping everything and everyone moving along pretty well, and other days I completely flop. I invite you to take a journey through motherhood with me as I attempt to organize my life and my family. It’s not easy, I try take it one day at a time and with a LOT of coffee (and chocolate). I’ve realized recently that taking it one day at a time is just not good enough anymore. I need to do better. So, check back each week as I share my mishaps and triumphs, my revelations and my concoctions which passed muster with the pickiest eater in the family – the one who thinks she is the boss of everyone – the littlest one and the loudest one – the daughter!
See you soon!