Wie warm soll ich meinen Kakao denn trinken?

More and more often I am asked: "Tell me Mischa, how hot should I make my cocoa?"

Until a few days ago, I was still throwing around semi-factual sentence structures when answering this question, adding my own preferences and finally quoting the "science" that I knew.

For a few days now, I've been answering this question with a counter question: "How warm would you like to drink it?"

And if some of our wonderful slurpers disagree, based on their expertise in the molecular structure of antioxidants and their denaturation by heat, please forgive me.

I have found that this is not just about cocoa and its ingredients, the X antioxidants & neurotransmitters that have been found in cocoa to date. For me, cocoa and the field that surrounds it is a feminine and safe space. A space without right and wrong, sometimes even without me and you. A space in which all polarities, all advantages and all topics deserve space.

So what happens when a proud Mischa steps forward and says the following? (Please read in a proud, deep voice):

"The cocoa must be drunk at a maximum of 63.6°C so that this and that can happen and we can avoid that. Aho!"

A hierarchy emerges, a "right" and therefore also a wrong. Camps, information asymmetries and communication arise that are not based on inner values, but in this case on Misch and my expertise.

Don't get me wrong, it's incredibly important to have experts who can explore certain fields so deeply that you can't even see them anymore. But I personally think that cocoa can and should be felt, appreciated, played with, spilled and smeared.

If the prophecy is true that this food of the gods always comes to light when humanity goes astray, then I hope that its power does not come from a few degrees Celsius more or less (in the cocoa, not in the climate!). Perhaps that is written in the fine print of the prophets.

To get to the point here: what is right is what you feel.

That may or may not agree with science and other people. That is not in your hands, nor in mine or theirs.

That's why I encourage you at this point to trust that your preference, peculiarity or, in German, your crazy idea are exactly right for you in this moment and are allowed to be there, as long as they are not harmful to you and/or your environment.

I dream of a world where we can be who we are,
to find out who we can be.

In love,
Your Mischa

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Lieber Mischa, ich bin so tief berührt von Deinem Sein und Deinen Helfern. Licht und Liebe Danke Danke Danke
Hanna🙏

Sehr schön geschrieben, mit der Möglichkeit alles möglich sein zu lassen. Danke für die Erinnerung

Banause ! Ich liebs. .

Lieber Mischa,
Deine Seite ist wunderschön und liebevoll gestaltet. Ich habe Spaß beim Stöbern!!!
Und jetzt warte ich geduldig auf “meinen” von Euch kreierten Kakao!

Herzlichst Martina