Cafe 1001 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He said,masking his curiosity. “Which cafe should I go to?How sweet should it be?Any special toppings?” I was confused. I have never had hot chocolate before and I definitely had no idea how Renee liked having hers. As if he sensed my confusion,Luke explained. “Well, everyone had their own preference for hot chocolate.The sugar level could be full,less,half or slight.Toppings like milk caps can be added too,which can be sweet or salty.Plus,there are numerous cafes to choose from.So Mr King,which would you like?And from which cafe?Happy Gulp?Sweet taste?”

The hot coffee was placed on his table and he started sipping it while enjoying the view, well not the outer view but the inner one, where people have come with their families to enjoy the hot coffee which was the specialty of that cafe. Keepers Cafe has been the best cafe in that area for the past 4 years and he was their regular customer. How could he not be, after all his friend was the owner and not to mention they make the best coffee in town. Keeping back the empty cup on the table, he placed the money too while making sure no was watching, he tried to flee the cafe just like a sneaky cat when he heard his friend, "You again did it, didn't you?" Acting all innocent he replied, "What di

They headed to the cafeteria. Tina saw them coming inside, she went to welcome them and asked to have a seat. She asked gently, "Yes, sir." She stood there meanwhile, they pulled the chairs and sat respectively. The cafe was small but elegant. Everything was decorated and placed perfectly. Tina handed them a menu card. There were only a few items they serve like hot coffee, cold coffee and some other things including fast food items. Aiden smirked and ordered three hot coffees and also asked to make a heart on the coffee. Liam scowled at him. She smiled and left immediately.

Just like that, a life that has never been peaceful always exists here. EGaTo is a luxurious cafe, imbued with European and American architecture, a young girl is sitting sipping a cup of fragrant new-style coffee, flanked by two rows of bodyguards who are always armed with guns. , looking very fierce, rogue, ready to shoot to kill any suspicious person.

She asked, glancing around. “Don’t you bother, Beta Zoe. They made the mess, so they needed to clean it. How do you like your coffee? Espresso, cappuccino, macchiato, marocchino, caffè latte, caffè lungo, caffè doppio … you may need that extra to deal with these two, or maybe a caffè corretto that could also be good to deal with the princes.” Cora rattled off a list of things I couldn’t tell you that made them different.

It tasted like caffeine. *****************

The coffee made there weirdly reduced his stress. Reading a newspaper, he waited for his order. The beautiful designs which he often sees on the coffee mug disappeared, making his day further dull. The coffee's smell was also different from his usual one. "Where is the design on my coffee?" He scowled like a little boy at the waitress who brought him the beverage. The young girl shivered in her legs at the harsh tone of the CEO. Their tiny cafe on the footpath beside the street was opposite the multinational firm. She may possibly lose her job because ninety percent of their customers came from the Pfizer group of industries.

He sat on the sofa with his head bowed, pulling out his phone to send a message to Andy. "Jack, please purchase a cup of coffee and a cake from the nearest store and ensure they are impeccably prepared. Make it quick!" Milky Cafe, renowned as the most upscale café in the city, boasted a single cup of coffee priced at over 200 dollars, surpassing even the luxury of Starbucks. Jack was taken aback upon receiving the message. "h*ly, Mr. Dickson sent me a message, and it's handwritten!" John, hearing the commotion, hurried over to inquire. "What's going on? What did Mr. Dickson instruct?"

Sheigh really is a trusted source. Sheigh is an employee of one of the ally organisations of the ISO. Sheigh's organisation specialise in business and dealings. It wasn’t alarming anymore that most of the customers of CafeLaTea were people of high status. They were not there for the coffee that even the lower class can afford; sure the coffee was really great but, they're there for something else.

Huge windows decorated with complicated carvings of wolves, vines, stars, and moons. The café had a big sign. It was the silhouette of a black howling wolf with « Crossroad café » written with a bright yellow. She wondered what was the link between a wolf and a crossroads. The logo did not make sense to her. Old Al’ made a sound and she realized that she did not move, too engrossed by the beauty of the café. She joined them as the old man opened the door where a warm atmosphere welcomed them. Bianca got stuck again by the interior. It was everything that she liked. A rustic decoration with massive pieces of wood. A huge bar with an impressive range of drinks from coffee to strong alcohol.