Chocolate & Cashew Bliss Balls

Bliss Balls

These days procrastination is my new best friend, and I’ve become obsessed with looking for recipes! Of course I hope to actually use them… someday… but they just end up being added to my never-ending Bookmarks list. Sometimes I scroll through them admiringly and think, “I might cook that tonight!” but then I see the sourdough loaf and avocado in the kitchen and suddenly there’s avocado toast on my dinner plate because that’s just the best thing in this world. And I’m lazy. 

So here’s a really good, easy and quick recipe for all you lazy cooks out there. You never know what potential we might have! 

I found these amazing chocolate truffle-type things on Green Kitchen Stories. Bliss balls are the yummiest and the most healthy chocolate snack I’ve ever had. As a self-confessed chocaholic this is one step towards recovery, and I highly recommend you try these!

Instead of using almonds I used cashews. There are so many combinations that you can just add whatever you like. My friend uses sour cherries with hazelnuts.

Chocolate & Cashew Bliss Balls

Adapted from Green Kitchen Stories

Makes around 15

10 large medjool dates, pitted
1 cup desiccated coconut
1/3 cup cashews or nuts of choice
2 tbsp coconut oil, room temperature
4 tbsp raw cacao powder
1 tbsp water
1 tsp ground cinnamon

Combine all the ingredients in a food processor and roll into balls.

(I don’t have a food processor so I roughly chopped up my cashews and dates before adding the rest of the ingredients)

If you like, roll the balls in nuts, cacao powder or desiccated coconut.

Store in the fridge.

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Um I’ve actually just made myself hungry so I’m just… gonna…


Shelly Beach

My brother, dad and I hit the road early in the morning in an attempt to outrace the heat, and the hustle and bustle of the locals and tourists that flock to the Marine Parade that separates the grandeur of Manly Beach from the sheltered Shelly Beach. Typical of any Sydney beachside locality are the dog walkers, the ladies in their leggings – a skim flat white in the one hand and an iPhone in the other, the joggers soaked in sweat and the teeny bikinis. But hidden behind the head, Shelly Beach is more tranquil than Manly. Its water is equally cool and undisturbed, with its distinctive ‘shelly’ (and sometimes painful) sand that gets caught between your toes.

A popular spot for divers, my brother and dad dove into the cool blue water while I tried to blow the hair off my sticky burning face. Maybe it was the narrow sidewalk, but there was a sense of intimacy between the dog walkers, the Lycra-wearing fitness gurus and the Budgie Smugglers. Add a cup of coffee and fantastic views to that, and you have a perfect combination that makes it well worth getting the sand in your pants.