Ah....we all love a good snow day. Or at least many of us do. I always loved a good snow as long as I could keep my electricity on, firewood gathered, and milk in the refrigerator. And usually, I can enjoy a good snow for a few days without complaining.
The weather people told us it could be coming. They told us they weren't sure where but be ready just in case it hit our neighborhood. Sure enough day before yesterday right before noon, the snow began. It was just tiny flakes. Since I had been deliberating for days what kind of dessert to make for The Husband, I decided I needed to make a choice so I could be sure I had all the ingredients. I surely had plenty of time to get to the store and back. The snowflakes were tiny. I decided to make a Praline Pecan Cheesecake. After going through the refrigerator, I found it lacking two blocks of cream cheese. My recipe needed four. I bundled up and headed out. Once I got out I realized that the snow was sticking pretty good on those hills, rooftops, and grass. Those little flakes. Who would think? Sensing that I could have driving issues, I coasted down a snow white hilly piece of road and took a detour heading back toward my house. I did stop and borrow a couple of blocks of cream cheese from The Girl's refrigerator since I had been trusted with a key. My Pecan Praline Cheesecake was safe. (I will put the recipe at the end of this post.)
Well that snow, as many of your reading this know, came in quickly. I mean quickly. Just that short circle around to The Girl's house found her driveway covered. Just from those tiny flakes. Who would have thought?
It took hours and hours for The Girl to get home. It took hours and hours and hours and more hours with The Son-In-Law's truck finally left alone and a 2 mile walk for him before all of my people were in their safe warm beds. The stories of those I love kept coming as this southern snow kept falling and I hear of so many who had it so much worse. It's amazing the repercussions that can happen from something so beautiful. Many of the time I was listening and concerned, it felt nightmarish.
Yesterday was a beautiful day in my neighborhood in spite of all the drama from the day and night before. The Lord began the day by delighting us when we saw eight--count 'em, 8--deer in our snowy yard. What a sight that was! Then The Girl and The Son-In-Law walked over to visit--or so I thought. I realized later that the 25 year old snow sled was the attraction, not the parents. It was a nice hour in the snow nonetheless and gave great photo opportunities.
My "children" and that great sled....
Life is fairly back to normal here. My car is still in the garage dry but my family have all gone back to normal life. I hitched a ride to work today as well. The Girl says she thinks she will always own a 4-wheel drive as it helped her get home. The melting continues and by tomorrow afternoon, the snow will just be a memory. I think this one, though, will go down in our southern history books right along with that one in '82 or '83 and the blizzard of '93 as the ones we'll always remember!
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PECAN PRALINE CHEESECAKE
1.5 c. graham cracker crumbs
1 stick butter or margarine, melted
l/2 c. granulated sugar
1 t. cinnamon
4 (8-oz) packages cream cheese, softened
3 eggs
1 t. vanilla
2 c. brown sugar, firmly packed
1 c. chopped pecans
3 T. all-purpose flour
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine graham cracker crumbs, melted margarine, granulated sugar and cinnamon. Press mixture into bottom and sides of a 9" springform pan. Set aside. Beat cream cheese until smooth. Add eggs and vanilla, and beat until fluffy. Stir in brown sugar, nuts, and flour, stirring just to combine (do not use mixer for this step). Pour filling into crust, smoothing flat with spatula. Bake for 1 hour and 10 minutes or until toothpick comes out clean. Cool well and then refrigerate.
The weather people told us it could be coming. They told us they weren't sure where but be ready just in case it hit our neighborhood. Sure enough day before yesterday right before noon, the snow began. It was just tiny flakes. Since I had been deliberating for days what kind of dessert to make for The Husband, I decided I needed to make a choice so I could be sure I had all the ingredients. I surely had plenty of time to get to the store and back. The snowflakes were tiny. I decided to make a Praline Pecan Cheesecake. After going through the refrigerator, I found it lacking two blocks of cream cheese. My recipe needed four. I bundled up and headed out. Once I got out I realized that the snow was sticking pretty good on those hills, rooftops, and grass. Those little flakes. Who would think? Sensing that I could have driving issues, I coasted down a snow white hilly piece of road and took a detour heading back toward my house. I did stop and borrow a couple of blocks of cream cheese from The Girl's refrigerator since I had been trusted with a key. My Pecan Praline Cheesecake was safe. (I will put the recipe at the end of this post.)
Well that snow, as many of your reading this know, came in quickly. I mean quickly. Just that short circle around to The Girl's house found her driveway covered. Just from those tiny flakes. Who would have thought?
It took hours and hours for The Girl to get home. It took hours and hours and hours and more hours with The Son-In-Law's truck finally left alone and a 2 mile walk for him before all of my people were in their safe warm beds. The stories of those I love kept coming as this southern snow kept falling and I hear of so many who had it so much worse. It's amazing the repercussions that can happen from something so beautiful. Many of the time I was listening and concerned, it felt nightmarish.
Yesterday was a beautiful day in my neighborhood in spite of all the drama from the day and night before. The Lord began the day by delighting us when we saw eight--count 'em, 8--deer in our snowy yard. What a sight that was! Then The Girl and The Son-In-Law walked over to visit--or so I thought. I realized later that the 25 year old snow sled was the attraction, not the parents. It was a nice hour in the snow nonetheless and gave great photo opportunities.
I was holding tightly to The Husband's arm because I had almost fallen on the icy road a few minutes before. I enjoyed my very old furry Walmart hat. I wear it when it snows so it doesn't get much use.
My "children" and that great sled....
Life is fairly back to normal here. My car is still in the garage dry but my family have all gone back to normal life. I hitched a ride to work today as well. The Girl says she thinks she will always own a 4-wheel drive as it helped her get home. The melting continues and by tomorrow afternoon, the snow will just be a memory. I think this one, though, will go down in our southern history books right along with that one in '82 or '83 and the blizzard of '93 as the ones we'll always remember!
_________________________________________
PECAN PRALINE CHEESECAKE
1.5 c. graham cracker crumbs
1 stick butter or margarine, melted
l/2 c. granulated sugar
1 t. cinnamon
4 (8-oz) packages cream cheese, softened
3 eggs
1 t. vanilla
2 c. brown sugar, firmly packed
1 c. chopped pecans
3 T. all-purpose flour
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine graham cracker crumbs, melted margarine, granulated sugar and cinnamon. Press mixture into bottom and sides of a 9" springform pan. Set aside. Beat cream cheese until smooth. Add eggs and vanilla, and beat until fluffy. Stir in brown sugar, nuts, and flour, stirring just to combine (do not use mixer for this step). Pour filling into crust, smoothing flat with spatula. Bake for 1 hour and 10 minutes or until toothpick comes out clean. Cool well and then refrigerate.
Hey, we came to see you, too! The sled was just an extra added bonus ;0).
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