1 ¼ cup water
1 small baked sweet potato (with skin)
½ cup unsweetened cocoa powder (Higher quality powder will taste better!)
1 TBSP instant decaf or coffee powder or crystals
1 tsp cinnamon
½ cup pure maple syrup
1 tsp pure vanilla extract
¼ tsp salt
- replace ¼ cup of water with a liquor
- Replace ¼ cup of water with any kind of milk
- add a whole peeled orange
- add ¼ brown sugar for a sweeter frosting or sauce
- only 1/2 tsp of cinnamon replaced with extra 1/2 tsp of pure vanilla extract
In a high-powered blender, use the ‘soup’ setting that heats up the ingredients. This heat is enough to temper the chocolate, which will turn shiny. It should be smooth enough to pour or spread. If you don’t have a soup setting, use your blender to mix everything until completely smooth, pour into a microwave-safe container, then zap in the microwave for one minute. Stir, zap another 30 seconds, and stir again until the sauce is a little steamy and silky looking. Add one of the options if you like it sweeter, or more liquid if you need it to be thinner right away.
After a night in the refrigerator, it will be thick like a ganache. Zap it again if you need it to be easily spreadable after being in the fridge. Use it to frost a cake, or dip strawberries, or enjoy teaspoonfuls of it all week (if it lasts that long). It’s not that bad for you!
P.11 Battered: A Whipped and Sipped Mystery
Alene cut through the alley, unlocked the back entrance and stepped into Whipped and Sipped’s kitchen. The comforting smell of yeast, the enticement of cinnamon and the complexity of chocolate all soothed Alene, who realized she’d been holding her shoulders and neck in awkward stiffness. Ruthie approached with a steaming cup of her favorite espresso topped with whipped almond milk, cocoa and cinnamon powder.
“I talked to Isobel, and she couldn’t get any information about Kacey,” said Alene.
“That poor girl,” said Ruthie. “Let’s send her some healthy food as soon as we know where they took her. You’re not going to believe this, but Edith came in today.”
Alene took a sip of her coffee and nodded, saying, “I texted her last night and told her to take whatever time she needed, but I see her through the kitchen door – looks like she’s back making smoothies.”
“Yup,” said Ruthie, thrusting her hands into a large bowl and pulling out a ball of dough. “You might also notice that you have a visitor sitting in front drinking hot chocolate. He’s next to the art wall.”