#ube coffee

[hoshikarin]

Ube coffee holographic keychain 💜☕️ going up in my shop soon!

[formeryelpers]

AK Fresh Roast, 264 S Mission Dr, Unit A, San Gabriel, CA 91776

AK Fresh Roast is located inside Blossom Market Hall. Not your typical coffee place, AK Fresh Roast specializes in Vietnamese coffee, using strong and dark coffee beans. The coffee is prepared fresh to order using an espresso machine. Choose from espresso drinks, matcha lattes, pandan coffee, egg coffee, ube coffee, etc. For snacks, they have made-to-order croiffles and cookies.

Egg coffee (iced, $6.50, 16 oz): Egg coffee is Vietnamese coffee made with egg yolk cream. The egg yolk cream is made with condensed milk. The coffee is strong but not as harsh or bitter as some Vietnamese coffee. It was also not as sweet. The egg yolk cream made it creamier. While the half filled with ice cubes, I’m used to more ice when I order Vietnamese coffee. I liked it, even though I was initially skeptical about the egg yolk cream. The drink was expensive but high quality.

The hall has seating throughout and lots of free parking.

4 out of 5 stars

By Lolia S.

[dolphinosketch]

Asian sweet drinks. This one is for my client's menu.

[fullcravings]

Iced Ube Latte

[niurd]

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[theautismzone]

๋࣭ ⭑⚝💜✮⋆˙

[hyungseos-cafe]

Pairing: TBZ x GN!Reader

Genre: Time Travel AU, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: Mentions of death, bullying/teasing, slight mentions of intoxication and occasional use of profanity.

Word Count: 18.6k+

Update Schedule: Every Monday and Wednesday

Summary: Time travelers, do they actually exist or are they only in bedtime stories? The letterbox series follows the life of a time traveler who writes of the 11 men they encounter overtime. In their best selling novel, they detail the story of how they discovered their grandfather's time machine and later goes into detail of the letters they leave before shifting into the next time continuum, but what happens when the 11 men go searching for them? Do their timelines convene? Do they ever meet again? 

A/n: So three things! One, I forgot to mention that this is a re-write from my old blog. Two, I forgot how many chapters there were. Three, if you want to be added to the tag list either comment on this post or send me an ask!!

Chapters:

0 - The beginning

1 - The works

2 - Crash Course - Space Time Continuum

3 - Protective

4 - Music Boy

5 - The Baker

6 - Arch Nemesis

7 - The Gardener

8 - First Heartbreak

9 - Hiatus

10 - Study Break

11 - The Gossiper

12 - Anatomy Class

13 - The Co-worker

14 - Track Buddy

15 - Best Friend

16 .1 - The discovery: The letters 1.0

16.2 - The discovery: The letters 2.0

17 - Fin

Taglist: @deoboyznet @winterchimez @mars101 @cloverdaisies @uwu0clock

[fattributes]

Iced Ube Latte

[toomunchphotos]

Ube latte. ReAnimator Coffee, Philadelphia

[vegan-nom-noms]

Ube Latte

[royal-food]

Ube Latte

[thatveganfitblr]

I busted my ass on the treadmill and made ube coffee donuts. 😋😋

[adachimerica]

I realized I hadn’t legally left my house in like 3 days so I went on a silly little walk for my stupid mental health and it was…. Very Nice… hate that for me

I walked down to the queer-owned coffee shop and got a pride cupcake and a lil coffee drink for my honey, but even just walking down the street… there were so many pride flags hanging up everywhere, like. idk it was a nice feeling 🥹🌈

also just in general being able to walk places is!! so nice, even if from here it’s a slight incline upwards to go down the street… my legs are now twitching lmao oh well

my honey is making Japanese curry for dinner and I love her!!!!

[emgoesmed]

5/16/2023

Coffee & catching up with an old friend

This was the first time I tried an ube latte! I didn't quite honor my surgery shelf exam but I'm proud of myself for coming close and finishing the year strong.

[hyungseos-cafe]

Pairing: Boyfriend!Chanhee x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warning(s): Sunwoo continues to be an asshole 👿

Word count: 1k+

Summary: Picking up the broken pieces of your heart, Chanhee made a promise to himself to be by your side no matter how painful it was. Chanhee was your safe place, his arms held you together when you couldn't.

A/n: hi sana sorry this took me literal months to finish, but i did it thanks to your encouragement hehe

┊⋆ ˚✯✩. Songs to listen to while reading: Last Cigarette - Mothica, Au/Ra, Burn - Sinéd Harnett, Imperfect Love - Seventeen .✩✯⋆ ˚ ┊

Taglist: @deoboyznet @uwu0clock @sanaxo-o

“I got the postcards you ordered!” Chanhee announced cheerily as he entered your shared apartment. You had ordered custom postcards from a small business with pictures of you and Chanhee from your recent trip to Bali. 

“Thanks! I meant to stop by the mailroom on the way home, but I forgot”

“Ah, no that’s okay”

You turned to grab a pen from the cup of miscellaneous supplies from the counter. Sitting down, you addressed the card to none other than Sunwoo, your friend… Well, it was complicated but your friendship was not one to miss, unfortunately. You were at a point where there was mutual pinning from both parties, but he let his jealousy blind him from seeing what was in front of him. 

Chanhee, curious, looked over your shoulder as you wrote. Seeing your concentration piqued his interest, 

“Are you writing to Sunwoo?”

“Yeah”

“Ah, okay”

Chanhee met you at one of the most difficult times of your life. You had just gotten promoted to a new position and transferred into the city. At the same time, you had just walked away from a long friendship with Sunwoo. Things were great, wonderful even, but the feeling of jealousy was unfortunately brewing in him. He had every right to worry about your new group of friends, but they were the ones worried about Sunwoo as you told him. 

Your friends had your back since you initially started at the company and heard every high and low of your friendship with Sunwoo. Despite what Sunwoo was saying, your friends were the ones with their arms open ready for you to lean on them. 

My eyes suddenly darted to your hand as you dropped the pen. Your hand began cramping up and to alleviate the pain, you shook your hand… It seemed like you wrote letter after letter. Well more like writing a draft. The last and final draft was short and sweet as you explained your sudden absence, 

“Hey Sunwoo! Sorry I left so abruptly, but I got promoted to a new position and was transferred to a new branch in the company. I also met someone, they’re really sweet; kind of reminds me of you! I hope you’ve been well! I’m actually flying back to see some old friends and if you’re free, I’d love to see you”

I read your letter, nodding in approval as you capped your pen off and rummaged through your pile of stamps before settling on a stamp with baby racoons, an homage to Sunwoo’s childhood nickname. 

“Hey Chanhee, do you want to walk down to the post office with me? I need to send this postcard”

“Sure! Let me get my stuff and then we can head out. Maybe we can stop by and grab a quick bite from Cafe Horizon, I heard they have a new coffee menu” 

You stood to gather your bag, put on your sweater and slip on your shoes. Taking my hand in yours, we walked out of our shared apartment, but not without first turning let me lock the door. Hand in hand, we walked to the end of the street a few blocks from our apartment. The post office was one of the oldest ones in the city and held a certain warmth to it from the kind workers to the cozy florals surrounding the interior. 

While inside of the cafe, I went ahead to order you a classic matcha latte and a pistachio croissant with a raspberry filling. I got myself an americano with a blueberry muffin. Turning the corner to join you in the secluded corner of the cafe, I sat down, pushing your order towards you with a sense of unease due to your somber expression. 

“Hey, you okay? You haven’t said anything since we left the post office” I gently inquired while sipping on my coffee rubbing my thumb on the back of your hand. 

“Yeah, I just– I thought it would be easy moving on. Like don’t get me wrong, I have because I know I deserve better, but sometimes…”

“Sometimes you just feel like you’re not making the right decision?” I finished your thought.

“Exactly! I love you Chanhee, I really do and you mean the world to me, but I can’t help but feel bad for him” 

“I know love, but you can’t feel like this forever. He has to move on too”

“It’s hard, but I still care about him. I just can’t love him like I used to” 

“I know you can’t and that’s okay, I’m really proud you have come to acknowledge it”

As the sun began to set, coffees long forgotten and caught in warm conversation, a sudden thought came to my mind. 

“Wait, when are we scheduled to fly back to your hometown?”

“In two days, why?”

“We haven’t packed yet” I sheepishly smiled at you. 

“Well, it looks like we’ve got some packing to do. Let’s go” You stood up and led us out from the cafe back home to pack for our long awaited trip. 

It’s now the day of the trip and we just landed in your hometown, it’s as beautiful as you always told me in conversation and the pictures you’d show me. We were greeted by your coworker who met us at our gate and kindly dropped us off at our hotel. I know I should be excited, but I couldn’t help but be worried about you meeting up with Sunwoo. I trust you, it’s just him who left a sour taste in my mouth ever since he broke off your friendship. 

“Chanhee” I turned around to you looking at me with pleading eyes 

“Please tell me tomorrow's meet up Sunwoo will go well”

“It’ll be okay, love. I promise you’ll be fine and you have me on speed dial” 

It’s the next day and as much as I would like to have the meeting go well, you came back disheveled with tears running down your face. To say that I was angry was an understatement as I have a few choice words for Sunwoo. He was a coward, running away when things got rough. 

“Sun– Sunwoo was so terrible!” 

“Hey love, it’s okay” He pulled your shaking figure into his arms. 

“I’m here for you my love, I’m here for you” He pressed a soft kiss on the top of your head. 

It’s safe to say that Sunwoo was long forgotten.