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Is this what cocoa tastes like?

I was just feeling tired. like REAL take-a-nap-and-sleep-til-4am tired. But it's way too late for me to have coffee without oh-my-god-i-can't-fall-asleep-and-now-its-5am awakeness.

Which was when I remembered cocoa powder has milder levels of caffeine (yes? i don't know.) and that i could totally make a smoothie with that and some almond butter. Because I use almond butter for everything all the time.

I honestly have no idea how much i used of everything because this was a "lemme taste. what do i need?" procedure. First taste was really weird because I haven't had cocoa since being put on this diet in October. Immediately afterward being put on the diet, I tried to make some cocoa almond butter bite things, but that was when I realized that cocoa is mad bitter. Also, the only sweeteners I am allowed are Stevia and xylitol. Since you have to work so hard to find xylitol and I was just embarking on this journey, i used stevia. Which, if you're used to real sugar, tastes horrible.

And it's not raw because I used roasted almond butter and roasted cocoa, but it could easily be made raw with some dates instead of xylitol.

RECIPE
Blend...
ice cubes,
almond butter,
almond milk,
cocoa,
xylitol,
and ground flax seed (for good measure).

Then, when it's too thick, add some water cuz you're out of almond milk.

Enjoy!

NOTES:
I don't know that this is what I wanted. Honestly, I think carob powder makes a better pair for almond butter. Cocoa and peanut butter can't be beat, except for with cashews or macademia nuts... or walnuts... but all these things are more expensive.

Anyway, it's pretty good, but i think my heart has to work a little hard right now. So maybe this calls for some serious revision.

NEXT TIME:
I think I'm going to make some xylitol simple syrup to freeze so that in the summer when i want something like this i can add a couple sweet cubes without watering down whatever i'm mixing up too much.
Also, some frozen blueberries or raspberries would be great.
I can't decide just now which would be more expensive.

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