I believe yesterday was Ash Wednesday, and I thought it would be appropriate to share my one religious awakening.
I was 7. Or maybe 8. And I was in the 2nd grade. Or maybe 3rd.
Everyone, and I mean everyone, was on the verge of their First Communion. I was one of 4.5 kids in the whole grade who wasn’t 100% Catholic. I was the .5 by virtue of my non-practicing Jewish father and non-practicing Catholic mother. I think the other 4 were fully Jewish or members of another nebulous Christian religion whose intricacies meant little to my 7 or 8 year old self.
The more my classmates talked about their First Communions, the more I wanted one. The girls elaborated about their white dresses, with lace details and pearl accents. Lace details! Pearl accents! The boys bragged about the parties and the presents they were planning to buy with the tons of checks you’d apparently get after a Communion. Parties! Presents!
If it’s not already apparent, I’m a giant fan of dresses, parties, and presents.
Besides the dresses and the parties, I knew very little about Catholicism. Still I begged and cried and pleaded. My parents just didn’t understand how much I wanted that white dress, how much I wanted to fit in.
It was the end of the world.
Except it wasn’t.
Turns out I was wildly jealous of something that ultimately meant nothing to me. That’s not say it’s not a meaningful event for others, but it wasn’t to me. Not as a 7 year old. Not as an 8 year old. Not as 27-soon-to-be-28-in-a-week-year-old.
It wasn’t until my wise mother sent me to a friend’s First Communion that I realized that a white dress, no matter the extent of the lace detailing, wasn’t going to make me believe in something. No matter how much I wanted to fit in.
Sorry, fashion. It just doesn’t work that way. Don’t they say that jealously works the opposite of the way you want it to?
That same can’t be said for this chocolate mousse. It may be green with avocados but it’s a sweet treat all the way to the last spoonful. There are a ton of chocolate avocado mousses out in the interwebs, and many of them of are incredibly delicious. I’m not exactly reinventing the wheel here, but I think you’ll have a hard time believing you can eat this for dessert sans guilt. Don’t be jealous. This is a healthy, vegan recipe you can believe in.
Don’t Mousse Up My Dress Avocado Chocolate Mousse
(vegan, potentially raw if you use cacao powder instead of cocoa and make your own milk)
(serves 4-6ish; served a ton of curious eaters at our recent dinner party)
- 3 avocados (not quite ripe is best)
- 6 dates, pitted
- 3/4 cup hazelnut milk (check out Rawmazing’s recipe here, or use another non-dairy milk if you don’t/can’t make your own nut milk)
- 1/4 cup cocoa powder (or cacao)
- Agave to taste
1. Place avocados, dates, non-dairy milk, cocoa powder in a food processor. Run until smooth. You may need to stop and push down the sides a few times. You can always add a bit more milk to get the consistency right.
2. Taste! Don’t be turned off by the taste yet. It’ll get better after you chill it. First assess the sweetness. I thought it was fine without additional sweetener, but I don’t love super sweet desserts. For our mostly non-vegan guests we added probably 1/8 cup of agave nectar and it was a huge hit. You can also chill the mousse for an hour or so and then taste again.
3. Eat. Do not get on your dress. Do refrain from jealously. Green isn’t the best color on you.
Question hour: When were you first wildly jealous? Hint: You can’t say when you first saw this recipe.