Uproll Cafe Novels & Stories

She had felt the ups and downs of the business, so, now she didn't hesitate to use her experience. Zack is still young. His cakes have a perfect taste. The only he lacks is his presentation of his cake. The cakes look boring and lonely. In this era, unique and pretty are very important. That's why she can accept the name of the café, 'Guilty Pleasure Café', people who have tried to eat here must have been disappointed with the cafe that didn't match the name.

Clobals Cafe is known to be a place for the upperclassmen, it’s a fairy tale to we who lived in the ghetto area of New Orleans and my eyes couldn’t gaze enough on the wonder of the upperclass. “Do I have to invite you down”? Ansel’s neck piped throw the door. A second in my thoughts but it’s been minutes . Matthew opened my for and bowed like I was some princess while Ansel walked through the lawn. My feet’s couldn’t move half as Ansel’s. The fifty individual scattered around the cafe, each person having an activity. The cafe looked like a bank hall filled with broad shoulder men in knotted suits, a few in joggers and tans and others in their tennis shirts. Everyone was organized. The interi

Cassie POV As I walked through the front door of The Bean House, the tiny bell attached to the door rang out. I was immediately hit by the smell of fresh coffee and newly baked pastries. The café was decorated with varying hues of brown, white, and yellow. The seats in the middle parts of the café were arranged in groups of twos and threes around circular tables. The seats closer to the walls and corners of the café were arranged in booths with the chairs having bright yellow cushioning. Various handing and potted plants littered the café giving it the feeling of a cutesy cottage. The floorboards shone as they had probably been freshly mopped and polished. A chalkboard situated directly oppo

Will name it: Maharani Cafe & Gallery, that’s our deal. Nice, huh? ***

I suggest the cafe close to campus since that will help with our time situation and he agrees, making the turn. We arrive at the café and head inside. And it’s busy, but there are still free tables. It looks to be mostly students, too. I look around for Ollie but I don’t see her. I like the corner booth, so Reed and I take it and the server comes over for our order. I order what they have on special, French toast and Reed orders a tortilla breakfast wrap. We ask for our coffee while we wait and a few minutes later, it’s brought to us.

But before the nurse could, Zikki caught sight of Miranda. .... Noah's café, nestled in the heart of town, beckoned to all who passed by. It was renowned for its scrumptious banana cake, the kind that made your taste buds dance with joy. Stepping inside, one was transported to the vibrant streets of New Orleans, as the owner had carefully crafted the café's interior with his memories of the city. Mornings and mid-days saw the café bustling with activity, the aroma of coffee wafting through the air, while the evenings were a bit quieter, as the day wound down. The story of how the café came to be was a charming one, filled with unexpected twists and turns.

The road ahead was uncertain, but for the first time in a long while, I felt like I had a chance to clear my name and move forward. The Blue Moon Café was a cozy little spot nestled between a bookstore and a flower shop. The café's interior was warm and inviting, with rustic wooden tables, mismatched chairs, and shelves lined with books and potted plants. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans mixed with the sweet aroma of pastries baking in the oven, creating a comforting atmosphere. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a golden glow on the patrons sipping their drinks and chatting quietly. As I entered the café, I spotted Anna immediately. She was a striking woman with lo

Cafes in this small town are very different from cafes in Jakarta. Even so, still the aesthetic appearance did not disappoint me. Especially the Ananda Cafe that I—we—stopped by. I sip a cappuccino ice drink with brownish granola topped with pleasure. A boy and a part-time vampire in front of me were staring at a group of girls in shorts across the place where we sat. The girls who were mostly wearing minimal tops were giggling when they realized Saga was watching them.

That morning, before leaving for campus, Athena stopped by Moon Cafe, a cafe with violet shades and a garden with sparkling glass walls, reflects the atmosphere of the garden as if under the moonlight all around. The cafe is located on the side of a road that Athena often travels on foot to her campus. At first Athena was hesitant to enter the cafe because it seemed like it was expensive, she just stood in front of the cafe, feeling interested but hesitant. However, a waiter, who happened to be in front of the cafe greeted her kindly, invited her to enter so that Athena finally dared to enter. The friendly waitress named Bara and they eventually became friends. Now every morning before leavi

Ava's POV We decided to meet at lemon drops cafe, which was my favorite cafe in town. Lemon Drops Cafe had a really nice and cozy look. The tables were made of wood and had small vases with cute yellow flowers. The chairs were all different, it's like they were collected over time, giving a homey feeling. The walls had a mix of bricks and soft colors, making it a pretty background. The cafe got plenty of light from its big windows, and there were warm string lights hanging above, adding a nice touch to the environment. A big chalkboard showed the menu with tasty treats. The people working there always wore aprons with happy pictures of lemons. The counter looked a bit old but loved, where yo