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Healthy Chocolate Milkshake

I was challenged some time ago to find a recipe for ‘National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation’. It was dead easy. It’s not really a recipe but something quickly put together which can satisfy your taste buds and not harm your health.

First of all, I adore ‘Christmas Vacation’! I love Chevy Chase, all his films made me laugh or smile. I love him in ‘Community’ as well. The man is an institution and a legend. Made Boyfriend watch both parts of ‘Fletch’ once because he didn’t get my references…. I think I love films in which families are worse than mine…gives me comfort…

Before I go any further, here’s the list of my favorite, ultimate Christmas films….

1.’Bad Santa’

Brilliant acting, mischievous plot, great dialogs. What’s better than swearing, drunk Santa, who’s maybe stealing, maybe having inappropriate sexual engagements with some of the staff in the mall he’s working at but in the end he’s not as bad as you thought he was.


2. ‘Elf’

The sweetest, funniest Elf on Earth. There are no words to describe him, he’s doing everything in his poignant, naive, crazy, amazing way, and that’s why we love him. And here’s my favorite scene:

3. ‘Gremlins’

I made Boyfriend watch it recently. I was telling him that sometimes when he rolls his big eyes he looks like Mogwai and he admitted he never watched it. The shock, the horror!!! My favorite scene is when the Gremlins are at the cinema watching ‘Snow White’

4. ‘Family Stone’

I don’t know why, so many tings irritate me in this film. At the same time I find it really addictive…


5.’Home Alone’. Because…


I could add a few more like ‘Trading Places’ or ‘While You Were Sleeping’ but enough is enough.

Normally when you are watching Christmas films you should have something like hot cocoa. With marshmallows. But I’m eating clean and I never had marshmallows in my life as I’m vegetarian. So here’s the alternative – totally healthy and totally delicious chocolate shake. I made it for my sister and Apple of My Eye before and they didn’t realize that it was a healthy version…

So here it is:

Healthy Chocolate Shake:


It’s only a few ingredients:

1 avocado

3 cups of coconut milk (can be replaced with almond or oat milk and coconut water)

2 tbsp cocoa

1/2 cup agave nectar (or maple syrup)

2 tbsp hemp (can be left out)

1. Put everything in a blender and mix. Enjoy!

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake

healthy chocolate shake


About potatofaces

People who cook always go on about precious memories of childhood food one of their family members cooked, how daddy or nanny taught them the importance of cooking and eating together, and they still remember the comfort food they produced, amazing dishes whipped up by brilliant but humble cooks in their family. Well, let me tell you, it was totally different in my family. My mother’s family – totally useless as cooks, who could survive on bread and butter, cooked once a week a terrible, terrible meal, usually some kind of meat piece with lots of brown sauce. Also, they were never bothered about eating together. That’s maybe why most of them were depressed and suicidal. My mother followed that path and couldn’t really cook, and because I never wanted to eat meat, was warning me that ‘one day I will regret it’. Probably because my mother wasn’t into cooking my sister at the age of 12 took over and started producing amazing dinners and cakes. Well, luckily for me and her we weren’t that genetically doomed because apparently my father’s family were gifted in that compartment. I can only presume it was genes, as my father divorced my mother when my sis and me were little and he strongly believed that he also divorced us. So, we were growing up never having any contact with him and as a result, couldn’t learn how to cook from him. That’s why I believe the love of cooking ( and the ability) was just passed to us genetically. My father, short time before he died, unexpectedly felt an urge to contact us. First he gave my sister a mandolin (that’s another thing I know about him- he played a few instruments). My sister refused to talk to him, he then decided to contact me and wanted to spend some time with me. I didn’t want to, as he was a stranger to me (I was 11 or 12 at the time) but as I was promised I could leave whenever I wanted to, I went to the village he lived in. There I tried his mother’s cooking everyone was raving about. It was simple and amazing, I wish they were as family dedicated as they were at baking, cooking, making pastries, wine, tinctures, you name it. But I ate, drunk, and got bored of strangers who were my family and demanded to be let to go home. One of the last things my father said to me was that I should start learning English because I might need it one day, which I ignored for another 16 years… Because my sister was such a domestic goddess I wasn’t really bothered about cooking. I got hooked properly after my son was born and I wanted him to eat healthy and get everything he needed, especially that it wasn’t his choice to be a vegetarian (yet). And that is how the story begins…

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