Espresso Cookie X Latte Cookie Novels & Stories

I think this will do. " Oh yes yes.. I am sorry." She apologized but spoke anyway. " You seem to have very little knowledge about Coffees, don't you? Well, I'll tell you a few things about this coffee." She spoke as she began to prepare it. " To make a Piccolo latte, you add one shot of espresso in an espresso cup. Just like this." She showed me the cup and the espresso before taking a shot. "Add steamed milk and a small amount of micro-foam to help reduce the strong and harsh taste." She explained.

In the cafe, Ashley and Quentin Lambert sat down face to face, Quentin Lambert greeted the waiter, "A glass of Blue Mountain, a cup of cappuccino, plus a matcha madeleine and blueberry cake." After speaking, Quentin Lambert was quite confident looking at Ashley anxiously, "Ashley, you like these, the taste of this cafe is quite good, you can try it later." "Wait a minute." Ashley called the waiter, "Excuse me, please replace cappuccino with mocha and blueberry cake with chocolate cookies!"

As I sat by the window I remembered how Radena and I used to sit by the window to watch the sea rise and fall as we took spoons out of ice cream cups. " hey. Welcome to Starbucks what can I get you " a lady who looked like she was in her early twenties said with a polite smile. " I will have one cup of caramel mocha and a plate of bagels " I said and smiled.. " your order will be ready in five minutes " she said and walked off Should I order for Adam?, the thought crossed mind. I will " hey ." I started and she turned with another beautiful smile. " I will have a latte and an espresso with lots of milk thank you " I added

to anyone who would listen. “Answer it anyway” Jade scrunched her nose adorably and I was instantly putty in her hands. “Alright fine, this time of year I get a venti white mocha with 2 pumps of apple brown sugar and 2 pumps of caramel.” “Oh, that sounds delicious.” Emma said, glancing up at Jade. “Yeah, that does sound delicious.” Jade nodded seriously. “So three larges?” I asked, pulling the car out of the garage. I’d wait to explain the incredibly odd sizing scale at Starbucks another time.

Esme muttered. As they made their way back inside the Ashford group, Esme took the first sip of her spiced latte. As the flavors exploded on her tongue, she hummed with approval. Its not just your typical latte. She can taste hint of cinnamon and something else. Its not too sweet, but good. "Its nice" she murmured in approval. Tina grinned. "Isn't it? But Steve doesn't like it. Some how, he finds it girly" Tina complained good naturedly.

“Care to join me?” I nodded and sat down opposite his desk, sipping one of the coffees. “Imported coffee from the human continent,” he said, eyeing me over his cup. “The biscotti, too. For all we have here, I have to admit that Moonstone coffee just doesn’t have the same kick.” “I’ll say.” The coffee was rich and strong, almost chocolatey, a far cry from the coffee we produced here. Moonstone loved its tea far more than coffee. And the biscotti—well, I wouldn’t deny that the dark chocolate and sugary sweetness was delicious.

"Sera, you're finally willing to see me. I knew you'd come. I knew deep down you still cared." I sat down across from him with no expression, keeping my face carefully neutral. He frantically pushed over a cup of coffee he'd already ordered, his hands shaking slightly. His face wore a pathetic, pleading smile that made my skin crawl. "This is the flavor you used to love most. Vanilla latte with extra foam. I specially ordered it for you, just like old times." My gaze fell on that cup with its elaborate latte art - a heart shape that must have taken the barista extra effort.

Cherry is in the office, and working hours will start a little late today due to my training. "Did you understand how to make espresso shots?" Issac questions. I nod. "Yes, I do." "Great." He smiles, showcasing dimples that I can't seem to stop talking about in my head whenever I see them. Even the sunlight is falling on him today. "Great. It's one of our cafe's usuals, but what we really need to work on is the creamy lattes and parfaits. I grow surprised because I recently had them at a cafe Maya took me to, and they were delicious. To think I would be learning how to make them someday.

Aunt Stella chuckled, "Well, you've chosen the perfect haven, and fortunately, your favorite booth is unoccupied." "Fantastic," Izzy chirped with a grin. "What would you ladies like to order? I'll have the baristas prepare it for you," Aunt Stella inquired. Izzy was quick to respond, "I'll go for a Hazelnut Latte." "I'm in the mood for a cinnamon dolce latte," Emma chimed in. "And I'll have a double chocolate blended iced mocha," I declared, earning playful looks of disgust from Izzy and Emma.

He ordered quickly, eyes flicking between the menu and his phone. When he got his drink, he snapped a picture and sent it without thinking. The label on the side read: ICED LATTE — OAT — 1 PUMP VAN _JPEG_ : (photo) i have human fuel MegaMax_31: since when do you do vanilla? _JPEG_ : i pressed the wrong button MegaMax_31: coward Jamie took a sip as he turned toward the door, the sweetness subtle, almost comforting. “Caramel macchiato for Max!”