For Misch, the end of the year always shows the way for the new. Not that I would plan it or even want it... It just happens. The insights and decisions crystallize like cocoa butter that has gone cold. Everything that is unclear pricks me like a thumbtack - calls for clarification, even if it hurts. I feel that next year will be a defining year for Cocoa Mischa. Everything screams for the next level, growth and multiplication. A few become many… The only question: How much can I hold? How much can we give with joy and honest work?...

What if I show myself? Good morning, Today I'm writing, not because I like, but because I believe it's important. As you may have noticed, I decided to go without food while my sweetheart was away. Now the seventh day of my fast has begun and I have to admit - it's hard. Not just hard, because these dates smile at me from the shelf again and again and tirelessly. Not even because the dog food suddenly smells “not so bad.” Hard because the absence of food brings up a lot of things in my system that would otherwise lie...

Greetings dear reader, Something very strange happened to me. I suddenly stopped eating and started drinking cocoa instead. What?! Only for a while - of course. But that wasn't planned. How is that possible? As you may know, I am very fortunate to have married a woman who received God's culinary blessings threefold and who also enjoys cooking for me (most of the time). Not only does it taste good. It also looks incredibly tasty on her... Now you may also know that I've just been able to go two weeks without the woman in question. Accordingly and literally, I'm...

Birthday good luck? Hello dear reader, Today I'm sharing something with you that very few people know about me and that I've only known about myself for a few years.  And it's no coincidence that I'm doing this on September 11th. On my birthday. It goes into the depths and darkness. Be warned. As you can see in the picture, I am lucky to have had many beautiful moments on my birthday.  But something happened in my teenage years that would change that. Relatively at the same time as the onset of depression, an inexplicable and shameful skin disease and...

Today I share with you the personal story of a love relationship.  It's about the relationship between Mischa and Cocoa Mischa. Because you know, before my trip with Cocoa, I was already a Misha. I was called the Concrete Mischa, the Cards Mischa and sometimes I was also the Ein Mischa. Otherwise I was just Misha. “Hihi, haha” you might think to yourself, similar to my cronies back then. That's why it was obvious that when I decided to dedicate myself to cocoa, I became Cocoa Mischa. Or? I reap what I sow. So I gave my vision the space...