Cocoa
['kəʊkəʊ] or ['koko]
Definition
(noun.) powder of ground roasted cacao beans with most of the fat removed.
(noun.) a beverage made from cocoa powder and milk and sugar; usually drunk hot.
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Definition
(-) Alt. of Cocoa palm
(n.) A preparation made from the seeds of the chocolate tree, and used in making, a beverage; also the beverage made from cocoa or cocoa shells.
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Definition
n. the seed of the cacao or chocolate tree: a beverage made from the seeds crushed and ground.
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Unserious Contents or Definition
To dream of cocoa, denotes you will cultivate distasteful friends for your own advancement and pleasure.
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Examples
- Not that there was any particular harm in the man beyond his cocoa trees; but we never suited nor understood each other. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- I shall hate cocoa as long as I live; and I am sure I will never enter a boat again if I can help it. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- A sheet of paper, covered with Lord Craven's cocoa trees, decided me, and I wrote the following letter, which I addressed to the Prince. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- He's adored in his regiment; and all the young men at Wattier's and the Cocoa-Tree swear by him. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Did anybody ever find boiled mutton and caper-sauce growing in a cocoa-nut? Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- She also has a water line protection of cocoa fibre to automatically close up an opening made by a shot. Edward W. Byrn. The Progress of Invention in the Nineteenth Century.
- There the cocoa trees, &c. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Didn't he rob young Lord Dovedale at the Cocoa-Tree? William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- I won two hundred of him at the Cocoa-Tree. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- He was riding on an elephant away from some cocoa-nut trees and a pagoda: it was an Eastern scene. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Now, Watson, there is cocoa ready in the next room. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
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