Cream Cheese Pound Cake Heaven

I made Mom's famous, fabulous, highly requested Cream Cheese Pound Cake yesterday for the first time in ages. Honestly, I cannot remember the last time I made this cake. And if you've ever tasted my Mom's Cream Cheese Pound Cake, you know that's a sin. The incredible crust, the amazingly tender crumb, and the perfectly golden brown edge. This cake is a thing of beauty.

I have so many wonderful memories associated with this single piece of dessert heaven. The many hours over the course of my life watching Momma meticulously sift the flour three times. The dozens of eggs that we cracked, the pounds of butter that we softened to just the perfect room temperature, and every last bit of batter that was carefully scraped from the bowl into the pan. The fights with my brother and Daddy over who would get the beaters and spatula.

It was so much fun to introduce these precious memories to my own children yesterday. Their sweet little faces watching with anticipation as the mixer creamed the butter, cream cheese and sugar to just the right consistency. The Short One's cries from the first sight of the pan for "cake, cake." The Pink One asking anxiously "Can I taste it now, Momma?"

Thanks for the recipe and the memories, Momma. I can only hope to make as many beautiful and amazing cakes in my life as you have. And I hope one day to be able to answer the phone when The Pink One calls to help her through her "cake crisis". I love you!