Considering I’ve either been pregnant or breastfeeding for the better part of the past 4 years I’ve coped quite easily with all the things one has to give up. Booze was no problem, I missed the odd G&T on a really scorching summers day, or a glass of red in front of a roaring fire, but other than that, I never really missed alcohol. Coffee on the other hand was a BIG deal, and with my second pregnancy I compromised with one cup of weak coffee just to help get through the day with a busy toddler and negotiating a giant belly.
But when my daughter was a newborn, we struggled severely with her silent reflux and I was desperate to find anything that could help. One of the main things recommended was giving up dairy. Not just milk and cheese, but ALL dairy. It’s only when you become aware of it do you realise just how many of the things we consume contain hidden dairy.
So my morning coffee looked like it’s days were numbered. And as any mom in those first few months will tell you, there are so few things in your life at that time that are YOURS. For me my coffee and my shower were MY things I lived for! Taking away that one little cup a day, that was so often my only refuge in an otherwise agonisingly long 24 hour shift was not an option.
So I started experimenting with plant-based “milks”. Oat and soya weren’t really my thing, and coconut milk in coffee made me gag the texture was just ghastly! Almond milk was as close as I could get to the real thing, it frothed up well and had a fairly unoffensive neutral taste. But… buying box after box of the stuff became expensive. Making my own was an option, but as a mom of two going through the trenches with a newborn, it wasn’t really happening.
Then I had a bright idea, one of very few in the past sleep-deprived year. If I was going to all the trouble to blend whole almonds with water and then strain them through muslin cloth, and then feel guilty for never getting around to drying the nut pulp to use elsewhere. Then why didn’t I just whizz everything up and skip a few steps… I ran out of almonds the one day and only had cashews in the pantry, and so the cashewchino was born. Honestly, I haven’t looked back.
“Nut”-ting wrong with cashew milk. Ha! Can you tell I need a good night’s sleep?