Few things are as good, on a cold winter's day, than a big mug of hot cocoa. The smell alone is enough to take me back to my childhood and the cocoa my Mom use to make. I have never had hot cocoa that tasted as good as hers.
Years ago I knew a guy who was (what I then thought of as) a health nut. He used to juice everything, I used to joke that I would not remain stationary too long around him, or he would probably juice me. He was a terrific believer in vegetable smoothies, he had at least three a day. Now some of them were pretty gross, like apple, pineapple and tomato, or celery, kale and strawberries. He used to always try to get me to try these things and I would always politely decline. Or I did until the day he made me an orange dream smoothie! |
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