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“And there are those who prefer cappuccino, which in turn can be served in several varieties... . Some want it scuro, with less milk, some want it chiaro, with note milk, and some prefer it workout foam, senna schiuma, and there is generally a shaker of cocoa powder somewhere available for those eager for a bit of chocolate. Caffelatte, a hot drink we Americans mysteriously have dubbed a 鈥渓atte鈥� (which in Italian simply means 鈥渕ilk鈥�), comes in only one variety and is a morning drink, as is a cappuccino.”
― Sari Gilbert, My Home Sweet Rome: Living (and loving) in Italy's Eternal City

“Many of the members' young staffers were worse. Arrogant Ivy League twentysomethings berated me for forcing them to submit to the most basic security protocols. It was as if running a metal detector over the Starbucks cup they carried might curdle the soy milk in their grande vanilla latte, or delay them from A VERY IMPORTANT meeting.”
― Michael Fanone, Hold the Line: The Insurrection and One Cop's Battle for America's Soul

“Adam offered a car key. 'Take my little red Honda. It's parked out front. When you finish with it, just tell it to go home. Don't be deceived by its modest appearance. It's fully shielded and equipped with enough gadgetry to tempt the ghost of James Bond.'

'Can it makes a vente triple-shot no-foam latte?'

'In a New York minute.'

Ef took the key, kissed it, and headed for the front door.”
― Julian May

“It was one of the great pleasures of the age, to be safe and warm and dry - showered, deodorized, professionally clothed in espadrilles and a linen jacket, latte steaming up the radio display, taking in the world's troubles three minutes at a time. That was luxury.”
― Jess Row, The Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy 2015

“Every sip reminded her of him. Dark, occasionally bitter and abrasive on the first note, but with each new taste a surprise opened of split pines, a little nuttiness, and a tender vein sweetness winding deep within. Emma didn鈥檛 want to stop drinking it, but she feared what would happen when it was gone.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“I noted too that I had on many occasions spoken on the subject of the pollution of the spirit (or so I told them), and how the spirit should not be polluted, and how I personally looked askance at, for instance, a latte.”
― Rick Moody, Hotels of North America

“Che creatura ripugnante, l'uomo", comment貌.
"Perch茅?" chiesi.
"Beve il latte di altri animali", spieg貌. "In effetti 猫 l'apice del contronatura. Quando mai a un cavallo viene in mente di farsi allattare da una vacca?”
― Halld贸r Laxness, Sette maghi

“It was late afternoon, and classes were over for the day. Apple and Briar Beauty had walked to the Village of Book End to treat themselves to something yummy. They sat on a bench beneath a weeping willow. The songbirds that often followed Apple were perched in the willow's branches, chirping their lovely melody. Apple sipped on an apple fizz she'd purchased from the Hocus Latte Cafe. Briar had chosen a mocha hocus latte.”
― Suzanne Selfors, Once Upon A Pet : A Collection of Little Pet Stories

“First lesson in life that ruined more than a few old movies. "The reactor is critical, run!!"
Stop and have a latte instead”
― Neil Leckman

“Penny ordered drinks - a large latte with a shot of caramel syrup for Decca and a green tea for herself. Charlie thought what people drank told you as much about them as any number of psychological tests. Decca's coffee was decadent, comforting, and perhaps a little bit naughty, just like she was. Penny's tea was an acquired taste. It screamed out worthiness. Hard work but probably worth it in the end.”
― Jo Jakeman, Safe House

“coffee: (n.) caffeinated beverage God gave us to drink in the morning so we might resist the urge to crawl immediately back in bed.”
― Sol Luckman, The Angel's Dictionary

“Me brewing up increasingly ridiculous and colorful sweet coffees for Seth to try. Unicorn lattes with sprinkles and peaked whipped cream horns. Chocolate-chocolate-chip mochas with lumps of half-melted Hershey's bars floating in them.”
― Amanda Elliot, Love You a Latke

“What are you doing now?"
"Making some turmeric lattes." I put the spiced milk under the foaming nozzle on the espresso machine and let it froth and heat. The scent of cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, and turmeric fills the air.
"It smells like Thanksgiving," he says as I pour the lattes into two cups.
"Here." I offer him one and then take a seat on the booth.
Macon moves up to the end of the table, then takes a sip. "Delicious."
"Mmm... turmeric is an anti-inflammatory, which can help with pain.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy