Cinnamon Cheesecake. 'Nuff said.

Uh-oh.  She's breaking out the apron.  You might want to get the fire extinguisher ready.

I have spent the last month doing a lot of nothing.  Floating between jobs, without money to spend, and not willing to venture out into the Tucson summer heat, I've been spending the vast majority of my time sitting around the house.  Two days ago I secured a new job [Hooray!  I'll write more about this later...], and found myself suddenly inspired to actually do something with my ample-yet-fleeting free time.  Still facing the issues of low funds and high temperatures, I decided that I was in a mood to bake something.  So, last night I baked some homemade bread, baked a tasty dinner of chicken parmesan with spaghetti, AND made a cinnamon cheesecake.  I still don't really know what got into me.

Who knew bread was so easy to make?  Between that and the chicken parm (also surprisingly easy and tasty), we dined quite well last night.  And cinnamon cheesecake?  Ohmygod... SO GOOD.  And easy!  Of course, I typically take triple the amount of time necessary to bake anything because I'm so slow and un-confident about my abilities in the kitchen, but it was three hours well spent.  And the cheesecake is spectacular as a breakfast food.  (Have I ever mentioned that I recently discovered I am slightly allergic to cinnamon? I am indeed, and I don't care.  I love the stuff.)

I plan to start putting more effort into cooking and baking.  I know I say that every few months, but I'm pretty serious about it this time.  My schedule is going to be funky for the next few months, but I aim to make time for trying new things in the kitchen.  If this experiment is any indication, most things actually are quite a bit easier to make than I've always believed.  You've just got to strap on the apron, turn up the tunes, and get to cookin'.  Because cake for breakfast... I mean, that really makes everything worthwhile, doesn't it?