Es Kopi Coklat Novels & Stories

then he was going to pop the question again, and he was sure she wouldn't say no. ********* Kathleen smiled a few minutes later at the box of chocolates on her table thinking it was from Jacob, they were her favorite knockoffs of the Ecuadorian cacao bar which cost a hundred dollars per brick. Taking a seat, she took her time to admire the box and then she realized it wasn't a knock off—it was the real thing!! it costs over five hundred dollars.

"One pot of race fuel coming up." Elena walked to the kitchen and reached for her secret stash. She took out a sealed container and popped it open. She then retrieved the bag of Sello Roho coffee and scooped out enough to make a pot of high-octane coffee. Normally this was only available on the streets of Columbia, but she had bought this over the Internet. Starbuck's couldn't even come close to how good this stuff tasted; they were a pale wanna-be compared to this. The Hawaiian stuff she had tried from a friend came close, but this stuff had the caffeine equivalent of a six-pack of Jolt Cola. When the coffee was brewing and Elena was automatically going through her normal breakfast ritual,

I slowly remove the wrapper from around the top, patiently waiting for Beta Greene to start his story. “If you don’t mind I would like to start with what we have found out about you.” I nod while staying silent. Silence has always been my friend when I’m uncertain about what’s going on. I take a small sip of the drink in my hands and jump back with an involuntary whine. “Is something wrong with your drink?” Dr. Moore speaks before Beta Johnson can continue. “No sir, I just wasn’t expecting such a strong taste.” “I brought two different chocolates in. Dark chocolate tends to be stronger. You can switch your drink if you want.” Beta Greene offers.

she announced with a dramatic flourish. I laughed. "You're still calling it that?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Espresso to wake you up, caramel to sweeten your day, a dash of cinnamon for that extra kick, and oat milk for the smooth finish. Perfect for number crunchers like you." Moments later, Lila slid the steaming cup across the counter. The aroma was intoxicating, a combination of strong coffee and sweet caramel. "Here you go. On the house," she winked.

There wasn’t a need to make it more bitter with coffee. On the other hand, the second set of memories belonging to Zen Taro argued with his usual preference as a chef. The third young master of the Taro family liked his coffee thick with only one sugar. In fact, there was a particular coffee that the teen enjoyed in-game when he played a coffee-making game. Cold-brew was the new trend, and that coffee contained no sugar.

I heard a voice near us and then a squeal coming from my baby girl, I tuned to them with big wide eyes, whose that? "Darjin, what are you doing here?" I ask him in a cold voice. "Good morning Miss Evelyn, I'm here to say hello to the pretty girl," he says looking at my baby girl, holding what looks to be a chocolate rose in his hand. "What's that?" I ask him in a cold voice, what is he giving my little one? "It's my homework," he says. "What homework?" I ask again. "It's my baking class, we're learning about chocolate and I did this, it's pure chocolate but then it got some red filling," he says with a wink meaning blood.

She still couldn't believe that she had managed to escape the suspicion of the Lewd Demon. ‘This is like a suicide mission. I have to leave this company as soon as possible.’ While thinking hard, Kara prepared hot water and a cup. However, as soon as she opened the cupboard, her focus was diverted. The row of jars in front of her were labeled with the names of the days. Black Ivory coffee for Monday, Finca El Injerto for Tuesday, Saint Helena for Wednesday, Hacienda La Esmeralda for Thursday, and Luwak coffee for Friday. The contents of that cupboard cost more than her monthly salary!

“What’s that?” Nicole didn’t hesitate to roll her eyes this time. How did this girl get a job in a place that served alcohol if she didn’t know anything about mixing drinks? “Oh, for heaven’s sake,” Nicole mumbled. “It’s Kahlua, milk, vodka, and a splash of Coke.” Mick’s wide eyes met Nicole’s as his grin widened. “Very good.” The waitress scribbled the ingredients down and nodded. “Got it. I’ll be back.”

I nodded as to show I understood, taking another piece. “So, I like cold brew coffee and you can’t just mix in whole or melted chocolate in a cold drink, it will just harden and turn into a candy or something. So, I decided to try to mix grounded roasted coffee beans to a melted and tempered chocolate. And who knew it would be a successful idea, and on the first try at that.”