Coklat Panas Malam Musim Dingin My Cafe Novels & Stories

I bobbed my head rhythmically to Simi's Shake Your Body. I had come to love Simi's songs and had most of them on my phone. I spooned the contents of akume, pâtes and djenkoume into my waiting mouth. The dish was as superb as the other dishes I had tasted here. I felt someone tap my shoulders and I turned to find Kofi already sitting on my side of the table. I unplugged my ear pod from my ears and beamed at him.

Welcome, esteemed guest, to Chocolate Kiss! Enter, be transported to our rustic haven, Where you can relax and have some quiet meditation. Our service is best, forget about the rest. Have a sweet tooth? Not a problem! Our cafe’s cakes will satisfy your cravings. Freshly brewed coffee, scrumptious bread baked daily, Come, take a break, no need to hesitate! If you happen to have lost something that’s yours, Come through our doors. The fox will grant you what you’ve been searching

On a whim, we ducked into the little cafe whose sign proudly proclaimed, "World's Best Hot Chocolate" So far, I was inclined to agree with the description. I looked around the cozy space and smiled. The cafe was called Rouge, and the interior consisted of varying shades of red. Red leather booths, red velvet rugs on the floor, and the walls were also painted a lighter shade of the same color. It should have been overwhelming but strangely, it was comforting. "And how is your coffee?" I asked Michael with a teasing grin, "It surely can't be as good as what Isabella and I ordered."

“Everything is wonderful.” Wiley shrugs. “I didn’t say it wasn’t. And I’m looking forward to dessert.” We polish off our dinner, and even though I feel stuffed, the enormous slice of chocolate cake the servant sets in front of me demands to be savored. And it explodes with flavor on my tongue at the first bite. I moan softly. “We’ll have cocoa in town later,” Kent adds. “There’s a stall in the square that’s famous for it.” My eyebrows shoot up. “You did your homework on me.”

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?”

He bought this book. At the other corner of that street, he saw a café. Different desserts showcased outside at the counter, he can see them through the glass walls. He went inside the café, pushing through the glass door. The entire café smelled like caramels were melting everywhere. He went straight to the counter, looking at the long menu. Scanning every dish, from peanut butter cookie lush, cheesecake trifle, Oreo-chocolate mousse pie, black forest skillet brownie, S’mores Lasagna to cinnamon apple pancakes with vanilla maple syrup and more, also a variety of coffee like latte, espresso, mocha, Americano and also vanilla bean latte, caramel apple macchiato etc. made the list even long. H

Maybe it was the lighting, Marina mused before she was smiling at the server which her name Sam on her name tag. “Hi, welcome to Sokolata café. May I have your order?” the server said as Marina was scanning the menu. It was written in Greek and it will take some time for her to know what the words meant. “Ah, sorry. I am new in town and my Greek was a little bit rusty. But I heard that you have the special hot chocolate that was famous all over the internet?” she said as Sam was smiling at her. “Yes, that would be correct. Would you like whipped cream on that?” Sam asked.

Gibbous Flat White for Levine, Short Macchiato Lune for Huxley, Cappuccino Pink Moon for Krysyle, Mocha New Moon for Michane, Red Blood Salted Caramel for me, and Crescent Americano for Clint. “The usual coffee?” Clint asked, popping out of the blue. I smiled at him and answered, “Yeah, it’d be a cold night for us. So I made these.” “Mari, remember 2 movies tonight. But if you can’t manage, it’s okay to close the cafe by 8 pm. We have to go now.” I said and left the cafe with Clint. He’s been driving for a while now and it’s already lunch. We went to a drive-thru and decided to park and eat for a little while and he started driving again.

I chose a beverage that will suit his taste and proceeded to the cashier. I remember the person who also did not know how to order milk tea... It’s our Christmas party that day we bought it. "Sir, May I get your order?" I was brought back to reality when I heard the barista speak. “2 Hokkaido Milk teas. Hundred percent sugar level, lightly pressed only, the sinkers are pearls and Panna cotta” "Okay for what name please?" The barista asked. "Adem." I smiled. I looked at Adem who was watching closely.

⚜•⚜•⚜⚜⚜•⚜•⚜ Weeks later. I couldn't help but stroll my eyes at the amazing atmosphere indoor. Filled with monochromatic accents, the interior looked very serene and understated. The fresh blend of neo-traditional and sophisticated embellishments dominated the cafe. A fine lady in her white polo uniform and black pencil-cut skirt approached. "Here's a marbled ice white coffee for you. Enjoy, " she said, placing my order on the table.