Remember those days when the teachers would yell at you because you, a) didn’t pay attention, and b) you didn’t follow instructions?
I still need a teacher to come over and remind me that I still need to pay attention and I still need to follow the instructions. Here’s why:
That doesn’t look like the Tourteau that I see in this photo, does it? I know, it looks nothing like it… ~shrug~
It all started with the goat cheese and two trips to the Emergency Room.
I went to three different stores to get soft goat cheese – I couldn’t find any. In between those trips, I went to the ER with my little one two times this week. Her fever reached close to 103 and I couldn’t get it down. It has been a rough week, to say the least. But, we made it through, and we have this fever thing under control – but we still don’t have the goat cheese. I went to the next best thing; feta cheese. I always have feta cheese in the fridge.
Once baby girl decided that it was time to take a nap, I decided that it was time to relax. My relaxation happens to take place in the kitchen. Baking is my yoga. It really is! This is how I relax.
I just wish that I had followed the instructions. It says, “roll out the dough into a circle that’s about 10 1/2 inches in diameter…fit the dough into the springform pan, pressing it against the bottom and UP the sides”. I think I rolled it out to about 8 inches, which is the size of my springform pan, and I only had very little to work with when it came to pressing it up the sides. At that point I should have gone back to read the directions, but I didn’t. My head just wasn’t there.
Honestly, I didn’t realize my mistake until I looked at the cheesecake when I had to take it out of the oven. This cake was supposed to be dark brown, cracked at the top, and firm. Um…no crack…no dark brown color. Eh, at least it was firm. And seriously delicious! I am going to call this cheesecake my “Delicious OOPS”.