The Daily Hailey

No offense to birds.

I posted a couple of days ago that I was going to try a new dessert recipe this weekend. Its for a meal tomorrow, so I whipped it up this evening. I made these beautiful layers cherry cream cheese bars, or so they’re called. You can find the recipe on my Pinterest account. They look delicious and seemed like they would be relatively impressive but not hard to put together at all.

So I made the batter for the base layer and put down probably three quarters of it. Then I smoothed out the cream cheesy layer with all the sugars and extracts and whatnot. Then the cherry pie filling. And then I blobbed the rest of the bottom batter on top. Once it is all cooled, I’m supposed to drizzle a thin icing sugary goodness overtop. Delicious, right?

I am not a seasoned baker. I’m pretty sure you guys all know that by now. The recipe asked me to bake it in a 10×15 pan. I thought “Geez, where are you from?!” and made it all in a 9×13, because “a 10×15 pan doesn’t exist.” Guess what. Cookie sheets are that size. Sigh. So the thing is now cooling on my counter, in glass dish that is incredibly overfilled, and certainly won’t cut into pretty little bars, but will rather be a big, messy cake. It also is more than likely under baked. But I have no way of doing the toothpick test, as every pick will come up soaked with cherry regardless of its doneness. I’m super annoyed, honestly. And I have no way of making another. I don’t have any more pie filling or cream cheese on hand. Its just a loss. And I’m bummed. I mean, it won’t kill us or anything, but it might be soggy and not super delicious.

And let’s be honest. Flopping a recipe for just your family is different. I know we’re only sharing with my parents, who are very close and forgiving family, but its still embarrassing :/ Sorry, guys!

I’ll let you know if its yummy tomorrow. For now, I will pout and do laundry. Sleep deep, all.