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What?s your drink of choice? Is it a small pumpkin spice latte? Then you?re lots of fun and a bit sassy. Or a medium americano? You prefer simplicity in life. Or perhaps it?s a small decaf soy sugar-free hazelnut caffe latte? Some might call you a yuppie. Seventeen-year-old barista Jane Turner has this theory that you can tell a lot about a person by their regular coffee drink. She scribbles it all down in a notebook and calls it Espressology. So it?s not a totally crazy idea when Jane starts hooking up some of ...

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Overview

What’s your drink of choice? Is it a small pumpkin spice latte? Then you’re lots of fun and a bit sassy. Or a medium americano? You prefer simplicity in life. Or perhaps it’s a small decaf soy sugar-free hazelnut caffe latte? Some might call you a yuppie. Seventeen-year-old barista Jane Turner has this theory that you can tell a lot about a person by their regular coffee drink. She scribbles it all down in a notebook and calls it Espressology. So it’s not a totally crazy idea when Jane starts hooking up some of her friends based on their coffee orders. Like her best friend, Em, a medium hot chocolate, and Cam, a toffee nut latte. But when her boss, Derek, gets wind of Jane’s Espressology, he makes it an in-store holiday promotion, promising customers their perfect matches for the price of their favorite coffee. Things are going better than Derek could ever have hoped, so why is Jane so freaked out? Does it have anything to do with Em dating Cam? She’s the one who set them up! She should be happy for them, right?

With overtones of Jane Austen’s Emma and brimming with humor and heart, this sweet, frothy debut will be savored by readers.

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“Frothy, not too sweet and full of strong character and delicious flavor. Jane is a barista at a coffee shop and makes the connection between people’s drink styles and their love interests. In the style of Jane Austen’s Emma, Jane can make matches for everyone but herself. This is a wonderful romantic book with a new twist on the matchmaking theme.” –KIWI magazine

“Satisfying . . . Jane’s quirky and sympathetic voice give this cheerful, breezy romance a unique touch.” Publishers Weekly

“A breezy and fun vibe . . . best enjoyed over the holidays with a hot drink.” Booklist

Springer has created a lovable, naive young woman in Jane, and even those who don’t drink java will enjoy the frothy story.” —School Library Journal

“Candid.” —Kirkus Reviews

"The Espressologist is a well rounded, easy going, fun book."—Logan, age 14

School Library Journal
Gr 7 Up—High school senior Jane Turner works part-time at a Chicago coffeehouse with her friend Em. She begins to notice that people order drinks that fit their personality, and soon she has created a notebook of entries for nearly all coffee orders. On a whim, she begins matching drinks, and therefore couples, together, and the matches are a hit. But when her competitive boss finds out, he decides to use Jane's matchmaker talents to rev up business, causing confusion in her personal life. This debut is compulsively readable in spite of a predictable plotline and dialogue that is contrived at times. Springer has created a lovable, naive young woman in Jane, and even those who don't drink java will enjoy the frothy story.—Melissa Moore, Union University Library, Jackson, TN
Kirkus Reviews
Trying to save up for college, Jane had fallen into a rut serving countless cups of coffee and specialty drinks at a local coffee chain, but when she adds a twist to her talents as a barista, her life comes quickly to a rolling boil. During her shifts Jane writes short descriptions of the types of people that order particular drinks. For example, those who drink medium iced vanilla lattes tend to be "[s]mart, sweet, and gentle," whereas a toffee nut latte lover is "[d]efinitely not what you expect. Very hot...very sexy..." As her notebook of drinks and associated characteristics grows, she realizes that she has a unique resource that enables her to act as an "espressologist," successfully matching couples based on their drink orders. Although framed around a mildly interesting concept and told through Jane's candid voice, the text becomes quickly predictable when Jane starts tinkering with her friends' and her own love life. The present-tense narration is punctuated by the occasional IM transcript and delivered in an aggressive teen vernacular: "I can be such a sucky friend sometimes." Ultimately forgettable chick-lit fare. (Fiction. YA)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780374322281
  • Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
  • Publication date: 10/27/2009
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Pages: 192
  • Sales rank: 1,416,156
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.70 (w) x 8.60 (h) x 0.74 (d)

Meet the Author

KRISTINA SPRINGER lives outside Chicago, Illinois. This is her first novel.

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Large Nonfat Four-shot Caffe Latte

Cocky sex-deprived butthead guy drink. Expect only the utmost stupidity to come out of his mouth. So-so body, could stand to work out more. Crappy dresser. Dramatically stares at a woman who comes in with a boob job. He looks like he is going to hurt himself in the contortions he is twisting into . . .

“Excuse me,” the customer says, stepping up to the counter. I quickly stop scribbling in my notebook and slide it onto the shelf under the espresso machine.

“Sorry about that, sir. How can I help you?” I reply in my most superef.cient Wired Joe’s barista voice. “Jane, is it?” he says, reading my name tag and thinking he is ever so personable and charming for calling me by name.

“I’d like a large nonfat four-shot caffe latte.” I smile to myself. God, I’m good. It’s getting to the point where I can guess most customers’ drinks on sight. I grab a large white paper cup, write an NF in the milk box, and a 4 in the shots box, and set the cup down on the gleaming silver table for Sarah, the other barista working the counter, to start making the drink. I type the order into the cash register and look back up. “That will be four eighty-.ve,” I reply with a fake smile.

“Here’s a .ve,” he says. “Keep the change.” Cha-ching! That will so help my college savings fund.

“Thank you, sir. Your order will be up in just a moment.” The man heads over to the pick-up counter and positions himself to continue his study of Boob Job woman. Sarah draws the .rst of the four shots of espresso and dumps it into the waiting cup.

“What are you always writing in that notebook?” she whispers. I glance at her and stick up my index .nger, indicating I’ll tell her in a minute, after the customer has left the counter. Sarah tops off the espresso with freshly steamed milk and a dollop of foam.

“Large nonfat four-shot caffe latte,” she calls out, even though the man is standing two feet away from her. It’s just something we have to do. Corporate policy. He brie.y breaks his gaze from Boob Job woman to look at Sarah and grab his drink. Do these kinds of guys even know what they look like? The man slinks away from the counter and settles into one of the big comfy blue velvet chairs and continues to stare. Oh geez, he’s going to make this woman get up and leave. A few

seconds later she does, and he gives her a wink.

“So, what are you writing in there?” Sarah repeats.

“Nothing much. Just some notes. You could say I’m conducting my own .eld research.”

“On what?”

“Well, people. Just people,” I say. “Honestly it’s nothing. Just something I like to do.”

“Is it for school or something?”

Um . . . no. One would have to go to school to get assignments, right? I’m a senior at Lincoln High and done with all my core curriculum already. So it’s a .uffy schedule for me this semester—we’re talking ceramics, study hall, and home ec here. Well, except for the two college-credit courses I’m taking over at Anthony Carter Community College in the afternoons. But I haven’t been there lately either—hey, I’m an equal opportunity ditcher. I’ve already applied to my DC (dream college) and I’m just waiting to hear from early admissions. It’s not like I NEED to go to school. Whereas I NEED to work. With no scholarship prospects and no apparent college fund from Mom and Dad, I’ll be footing my tuition bill next year. That’s another thing: Mom and Dad don’t know I’ve been ditching. And, crossing my .ngers, they won’t .nd out. They are both very career-oriented these days and trust me to do the right thing, and I do. Most of the time. And it helps that I’ve been able to sign my mom’s name to school forms since the .fth grade.

“No, it’s not for school,” I say, purposely not telling Sarah that I haven’t actually been to many classes in the last week or so. “Like I said, it’s just something I’ve been doing.”

“Well, don’t let Derek catch you,” she replies. I glance around the store but don’t see Derek lingering anywhere.

It’s not that I dislike our manager or anything—it’s just that he’s always mad about something or other. “What’s his mood like today—pissy, extra pissy, or über-pissy?”

Sarah laughs. “I’d say just extra pissy.”

“Oh fun. Any particular reason?” I ask.

“Todd again,” she says, and rolls her eyes. As in Todd Stone, the hottie manager of the Wired Joe’s two blocks west of us and Derek’s direct competition. Todd’s store is continually pulling in higher sales than ours and it just kills Derek. And then he takes it out on us.

“Where is he, anyway?” I ask, surprised he hasn’t checked on us yet.

“In the break room scolding Em for something—I’m not sure what,” Sarah tells me.

“Ooh. Em is here already? I didn’t think she started until four-thirty.” I immediately brighten. Em, short for Emily, has been my best friend since the sixth grade, when I farted really loudly in a stall in the girls’ bathroom. Two of the popular girls were in there doing their makeup and said, “Ew . . . like . . . who is in there?” I stupidly answered, “Um . . . Jane Turner.” They started laughing hysterically and I thought I’d die right there on the spot. Em was also in the bathroom washing her hands and told them, “At least that is temporary—you two smell like butt all the time.” The girls responded with one of those “uh! I can’t believe you just said that to me” sounds and left the bathroom. I peeked out the crack of the stall door and Em smiled at me in the mirror. We’ve been inseparable ever since (even though I was known as “Stinky Jane” for the rest of the school year).

“Yeah,” Sarah says. “I guess Derek told her to come in early so he could talk to her. She looked a little scared.”

“Scared? I doubt it,” I disagree. I swear, nothing scares Em. She is the toughest chick I know. But now I’m a little worried. She CANNOT get .red. Working with her every day is one of the perks of the job. That and the free coffee.

“She’s been back there awhile,” Sarah replies. “I wonder what they are talking about.”

“I’m sure it’s nothing bad,” I say, more to reassure myself than Sarah.

“You’re probably right,” she says. “Hey, it’s pretty quiet in here.” A guy who looks to be in his forties is sitting in the corner of the store reading a James Patterson book and sipping a white chocolate mocha, and a girl, most likely a college student, is at a table working on her laptop and drinking an iced caramel macchiato. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to take my break.” Sarah pulls out her cell phone and heads for the door.

“Sure, no problem.” I turn to the sink and busy myself washing some of the dishes that have stacked up. When I turn around to reach for one of the large cookie trays I see her. The girl at the very top of my “People I Really Hope I Never See Again” list. Oh crap. With a freaking Wired Joe’s on every corner in the city, why does SHE have to come into MINE? The glass door .ies open and I’m smacked in the face with the cool November breeze.

Okay, calm down. Think fast. Where to hide? Behind the coffee-bean display? No, not enough room. Pull my blue apron over my head? Ick, there are some used coffee grounds smeared in the corner. Oh god, she is walking straight toward me. I’ll just crouch down like I’m cleaning the .oor and Sarah can help her. I sit .re-drill style behind the counter and wait.

Shoot. Sarah went outside, didn’t she?

“Um . . . hello?”

Ugh. It’s too late; she sees me. Melissa freaking Stillwell. Otherwise known as Meliss the Priss. Okay, so I’m the only one who calls her that. And only behind her back, of course, but that is beside the point. She’s here now and I so don’t want to talk to her. I pull chunks of my wavy brown hair out of the clip that is restraining it and muss them in front of my eyes, hoping she won’t recognize me. There. It won’t be so bad. I probably even look good this way.

“Sorry,” I say as I straighten up. “What can I get for you?”

“Let’s see,” Melissa says, standing back so she can look at the menu overhead. I just now notice that she has a sidekick with her. Actually it’s the same sidekick who always followed her around school last year. She’s much shorter and not as pretty—almost invisible really, next to the great Melissa Still-well. “What do you think, Gin?”

Ginny Davis looks up at the menu and shrugs. “Maybe frappycaps?”

“Uh, no,” Melissa says sharply. “I’m doing South Beach this week so I can’t have sugar.”

Ginny sighs.

Small nonfat latte, I think to myself, and wait with my hand hovering over the keypad of the register.

“Okay, we’ll have small nonfat lattes,” Melissa decides.

Ha! I’m dead-on again.

“I’m sorry, was something funny about that?” Melissa looks pointedly at me with eyebrows raised and arms crossed, ready to do battle.

Whoops. Did I “Ha!” out loud?

“No, of course not,” I say. “Just clearing my throat. So that’s two small nonfat lattes, then?”

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Melissa nods and .icks a platinum credit card across the counter to me with one cottoncandy-pink .ngernail. Just then Ginny breaks into a huge smile. I can see the look of recognition in her eyes. Darn, darn, darn. Melissa looks at Ginny quizzically. “What are you smiling at?” she asks her. I move to the espresso station and grab two small white paper coffee cups with the famous Wired Joe’s logo and mark them both with the drink order.

Just keep busy, don’t even look at them. I give a sideways glance in their direction and see Ginny whispering in Melissa’s ear. Melissa turns to look at me and breaks into a huge grin.

“Cousin Dater, is that you?” she asks.

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Melissa Stillwell ruined my entire junior year when she nicknamed me Cousin Dater. I had only just started getting over it this past summer after she graduated and I thought I’d never have to see her again. It happened at the homecoming dance. I had never gone to a high school dance before and my mom was all over me to go to this one. “You’ll regret it years from now if you don’t go,” she said. “You’ll look back at your high school yearbook and wish you had those memories.” Yeah, right. Wishing for memories would have been more fun than being stuck with the ones I’ve got.

I had never been good with guys, so my mom suggested I take my über-hot cousin Nathan. Of course I didn’t want to at .rst (I mean, ew . . . gross, he’s my cousin!) but she convinced me that no one would ever know, and Nathan was so incredibly good-looking and so popular at his school that it would totally boost my reputation. After a few weeks of going back and forth with her, I .nally agreed.

The dance started out just .ne. I could totally tell that people were impressed with my date. But then stupid, sel.sh Nathan couldn’t keep with the plan. I went into the bathroom to .x my makeup and when I came out I saw Nathan totally hitting on Melissa in front of the soda machine. I ran over to him, looped his arm with mine, and tried to yank him away but he wasn’t budging. Melissa said, “Is this your date?” and Nathan replied, “Not really, I’m just doing a favor for my mom. This is my cousin Jane.” Well, that was that. Melissa nicknamed me “Cousin Dater” and made sure that everyone in attendance at the Lincoln High homecoming dance knew that I was there with my cousin. I was MORTIFIED. Nathan left with Melissa and I had to .nd a ride home.

The nickname, unfortunately, caught on. Soon people I had never even met were calling me “Cousin Dater.” My mom said, “Don’t worry. It’ll blow over. There will be a new drama with someone else next week and they’ll forget all about you.” Yeah. I inadvertently ticked Melissa off a week later and my destiny was sealed. We were in the same Spanish class and the teacher told me to ask Melissa for a pen in español. I somehow mistranslated and ended up calling her a pig. The whole class laughed and I knew I was doomed. Never piss off the pretty people.

“It IS you, isn’t it?” Melissa asks again.

I hand her back her credit card. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Oh, come on, you’re the girl who took her hottie cousin to the Lincoln High homecoming last year. What was his name again?” She looks at Ginny. “Ethan or something, right? I went on a date with him. Terrible kisser.” She .ares her nostrils in disgust at the memory. I busy myself making the two lattes. Where are Sarah and Em? Why couldn’t one of them make Melissa’s blasted coffees? I stare straight ahead at the espresso machine and draw the .rst shot. I can feel tears starting to sting my eyes. Do NOT cry! The two girls move over to the counter to get in a better position to taunt me.

“So, Jane Turner, isn’t it?” Melissa asks. “Still dating family members, Jane?” Both girls laugh.

I grab the cream instead of the skim milk and pour it into the foaming pitcher. There we go—we’ll see who’s laughing when she gets on the scale later.

“Ah, seriously, all kidding aside. What are you doing with yourself, Jane? You are a senior this year, right? Or did you drop out of high school to be a coffee girl?” Melissa smiles.

“I’m a barista,” I nearly whisper.

“I’m sorry, what’s that?” she says.

“A barista,” I reply louder, “not a ‘coffee girl.’ ” Melissa and Ginny both laugh even harder. Just then Em comes up behind me.

“What’s so funny?” she asks, immediately recognizing both girls.

“Jane . . .” Melissa sputters. “She’s . . . just so funny.”

“Well, it looks like your drinks are ready,” Em says curtly.

“Yeah, yeah, keep your apron on.” Melissa glares at Em before turning to address me. “Looks like we’ll be seeing you often, Jane. Ginny and I are going to the School of the Art Institute of Chicago just up the street. It’s a top fashion school.”

“I know.” I try to act unimpressed when secretly I totally am. That’s the school I’m waiting to hear from. I’ve wanted to study fashion there for as long as I can remember, way before all of the fashion reality TV shows made it supercool for everyone and their sister to study fashion. And Melissa’s at my DC. I feel sick.

“Where did you say you want to go to school again?” Melissa asks.

“I didn’t. Have a nice day,” I tell her. I grab a rag and begin to clean the back counter. I hear the girls giggle as they leave the store. I pull out my notebook from underneath the espresso machine and quickly write:

Small Nonfat Latte

Bitch.

“What was that about?” Em asks once the girls are gone. “And what’s with your hair?”

“Oh.” I let down my hair and then pin it back up again, neatly this time, with the clip. “It was my disguise. Not like it worked or anything. As for Melissa and Ginny—I don’t know. I guess they didn’t have enough time torturing me last year, so they thought they’d follow me throughout life.”

“You shouldn’t put up with their crap, Jane.”

“I know. But forget about them. What happened with Derek? You aren’t in trouble, are you?”

“In trouble? Why would you think that?”

“Sarah thought you looked scared when you came in,” I tell her.

Em laughs. “Scared, no. Irritated, yes. I hate coming in early. Especially when I’m not getting paid for it. And I had wanted to get some studying done before work.” Em is taking advanced everything. She wants to be prelaw at DePaul University next year and she’s very serious about keeping up her

3.8 GPA. I pull out a box of whipped cream lids from a cab

inet to restock up front.

“So what did Derek want, then?” I ask.

“Oh, you’re not going to believe this. He wants me to be the assistant manager! Like I have any bloody time to be the assistant manager!” Em is not British, but adopts a British accent whenever she gets really mad. It started shortly after we saw Bridget Jones’s Diary.

“Really? That’s kind of neat.” I wonder why he didn’t ask me. I have nothing but time. Not to mention I’ve been working here longer than Em.

“Well, I told him no,” she says. “The extra two dollars an hour is not worth the headaches.”

Raise? I could use a raise. “Hey, are you okay up here for a minute?”

“Sure. Where are you going?”

“To talk to Derek,” I say, and give her a wink. Time to

make things happen.

Excerpted from The Espressologist by Kristina Springer.

Copyright © 2009 by Kristina Springer.

Published in 2009 by FARRAR STRAUS GIROUX

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction

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  • Posted November 12, 2009

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    Reviewed by Jennifer Rummel for TeensReadToo.com

    Jane had a crazy idea - she started writing down the types of coffee people ordered and created personality characteristics based on their drink of choice.

    At first, it was just something she did in her spare time at the coffee shop where she works. But when a regular customer comes in with news that he's now single, Jane looks through her book of coffee matches to find him the perfect date. When she does the same for her co-worker, Jane realizes that she's found something unique.

    Unfortunately, when her boss overhears her and her BFF talking about the results, he forces the truth out of them. Then he realizes Jane's talent will be perfect for their holiday promotion idea. She will set up couples who walk in and order coffee based on their drink choice and one tidbit of information.

    Jane's freaked out when she's put on the spot. Will this be the best promotion ever - or will Jane die of humiliation?

    THE ESPRESSOLOGIST is a cute romantic tale perfect for the winter season. I love the cover; it grabbed my attention right away. Throw in friendship drama, work issues, and a dash of school with the romance and you've got yourself a fun read with a side of coffee craving.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 4, 2011

    Cute!

    This book was an easy read. The overall story was really good, but the characters were weak. I also wish the book was a little longer, so that there was a more in depth storyline, but it was a quick read. It's a good book to read if you are in between books and looking for something light.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 16, 2010

    I Also Recommend:

    Love Can Come In Different Forms

    Have you ever thought of finding love through coffee? No, not having a cup of coffee with someone or meeting up with a potential beau, but getting matched with someone based on your drink of choice. Kristina Springer creates coffee matches based on people's personalities. Jane aka the Espressologist keeps a notebook with her and jots down customers coffee orders and what she thinks about them and how they are. When she first started writing in her notebook, it was just something fun to do while she was at work, a coffee shop called Wired Joe's. The first time she made a match, she just hoped that the relationship would actually work, it did. Then she made another match, and another. She told her best friend, Em, and she decided to tell their boss what she was writing in her notebook. Thus, creating the stage name The Espressologist. Their boss, Derek, created a night once a week for Jane to match customers up. The Espressologist, presents the idea that we can have a soul mate or a date in the randomest of places and with a little gesture. The Espressologist is well written and Kristina Springer gives a lot of detail and at times keeps you on the edge of your seat because of what happens with Jane and her love life. This is one of the most original teen fictions books I've read because it presents a new idea of love. So if you love best friend drama, a complicated love life, romance, and even COFFEE this book is perfect for you.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 5, 2009

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    V cute!

    Jane had a crazy idea - she started writing down the types of coffees people ordered and created personality characteristics based on their drink of choice. At first, it was just something she did in her spare time at the coffee shop where she works. But when a regular customer comes in with news that he's now single, Jane looks through her book of coffee matches to find him the perfect date. When she does the same for her co-worker, Jane realizes that she's found something unique. Unfortunately, when her boss overhears her and her BFF talking about the results, he forces the truth out of them. Then he realizes Jane's talent will be perfect for their holiday promotion idea. She will set up couples who walk in and order coffee based on their drink choice and one tidbit of information. Jane's freaked out when she's put on the spot. Will this best the best promotion ever or will Jane die of humiliation?


    A cute romantic tale perfect for this time of year. Love the cover - it grabbed my attention right away. Throw in a friendship drama, work issues, and a dash of school with the romance and you've got yourself fun read with a side of coffee craving.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2013

    Great

    awesomeness. pure awesomeness.

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  • Posted January 24, 2013

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    A fun, light, sweet read! Did I enjoy this book: I did enjoy th

    A fun, light, sweet read!

    Did I enjoy this book: I did enjoy this book. It was a sweet story that I read every free chance I had. It took less than a day to finish. The Espressologist kept me interested and wanting to see how it ended. This is a fun, light read. 




    I loved the new idea on matchmaking. I found this concept to be creative and different. I love the matching of people's drink preferences to their personalities. People are creatures of habit...always ordering the same thing (I know I do!)...and you have to wonder if their drinks really would depict their personalities. 




    I thought The Espressologist was a romantic read. I loved all of the different people lining up to find their one true match. Everyone deserves to be happy. I also loved it when Jane was surprised by people's drinks. One just never knows about some people. 




    Jane was a sweet girl who had found her calling matching personalities to drinks and to other people. Like a lot of matchmakers, she couldn't find her one true match. Jane was very well-written and I liked her a lot. The only downfall with Jane, in my opinion, was that she did not seem to care about school. She skipped a lot, including her college credit classes, and that was not the right message to send to teens who would be reading this book. 




    Cam is a great guy. So nice, so obvious! Derek was a great boss who liked Jane's ideas, especially the "Manager's Special." Derek loved the idea of the "espressologist" and ran with it. All of the other characters meshed well in the book with the appropriate focus on Jane and her craft. 




    Would I recommend it: I would recommend this book. I loved it!




    Will I read it again: I just may read this book again...probably not every year, but I will pick this book up again. 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2012

    Awesome

    Cute! I read it in one sitting; which took about ... two hours :)

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  • Posted May 16, 2011

    Good

    This was an okay read, but it wasn't the best.

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  • Posted March 30, 2011

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    Cute Love Story for the Coffee Hearted!

    i love coffee and love! so, this book was amazing! i highly recommend it!

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  • Posted January 19, 2011

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    Cute book!

    Jane works at a coffee shop called Wired Joe's. While there, she has an idea and begins matchmaking people based on their favorite drink, and it works! Next thing she knows, she's a hit as the Espressologist where more and more people ask for her help in finding that special someone. But Jane seem a little annoyed sometimes since she matched her best friend with her classmate Cam. But why should she feel that way since Jane rather be matched with Will? Don't really like coffee but I did like the book. Love the cover.

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  • Posted October 23, 2010

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    Cute and quick

    Jane is a clever barista at Wired's Joe's coffee shop. She studies her customers and amuses herself by making notes about how their personality relates to the drinks they order. Almost by accident, she begins comparing people's drink profiles and suggesting that they meet each other based on their personality compatability as revealed by their purchases.

    Pretty soon, her boss finds out about it and makes her match-making official: they hang out a sign proclaiming her The Espressologist, and customers come in to talk to her and find their java soulmate. Then her own love life gets tangled up when she matches her cool classmate with her best friend.

    A very quick, very cute read, and it's truly amusing for us reader/writer/student types who practically live in coffee shops. However, there were a few things that bothered me on a personal level. Jane is kind to her friends and wants them to be happy, but she has some flaws, and they're not endearing flaws, IMO. She's skipped weeks worth of classes at her high school and the community college where she's dual-enrolled. Her excuse is that she needs to work all the time to get money for the fashion design college she really wants to attend, but she seems to be an indifferent employee in a lot of ways. Slacking off isn't a crime, but when she slacks off of school to do work, then slacks of off work (after being promoted to assistant manager, no less!), I just can't support it.

    Still, we get a sweet, happy ending, and sometimes you just want a little more sugar and a little less espresso in your cup--if so, this is an adorable book and a good pick-me-up.

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  • Posted January 31, 2010

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    The Espressologist

    The Espressologist was an cute, easy read. The premise was enjoyable, especially how Springer incorporated the different 'who goes with what coffee drink' descriptions. I'm not much for coffee, but it was fun to read.

    The characters were lacking depth. I didn't really feel any connection to them. One thing I would have like to see was more interaction between Cam and Jane. Its hard to believe they even have a relationship because there are rarely any scenes with the two of them in it together.

    Minus a few things, The Espressologist was an enjoyable read. Perfect if you're looking for something light, simple, and quick to read.

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  • Posted January 3, 2010

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    OMG!! Awesome book =)

    OK heres what i was thinking b4 i read this book i was like it seems kool nd i was kind of mad at how it was a book with less than 200 pages ( im a bbookworm theese das xDD) but after i read it i was lik omg i love this i want it to be a sequel and now im lik tottaly obsessed with COFFE got a couple of insults from this book so now i can tell all toose MEAN POPULAR GURLS that they r tottaly a SMALL NONFAT LATTE xD 4 the ppl who've read this or are going to read this find that^ lolz bye hope i was helpful

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  • Posted December 22, 2009

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    Fun read!

    Jane has a gift. She can figure out a person's personality by their choice of coffee drink. She calls it "Espressology". Is your drink of choice a small pumpkin spice latte? Then you are fun and sassy. Or a medium Americano? You like simplicity. Jane scribbles all her observations down in a notebook which she takes with her to work every day at Wired Joe's. When Jane uses her observations to hook up her recently single best friend Em and a cute boy from her English class, Cam, Jane is very happy to use her gift to help others. Jane's manager finds out about this and eager to boost sales he comes up with the idea of using Jane as the in-store holiday promotion. Every Wednesday for a month, Jane had to try to match up costumers. The hard work is wearing Jane down, plus she is a little jealous of Cam and Em, but wasn't she who set them up in the first place?

    This book was delicious. The perfect mix of cute, enjoyable, and original. The characters were fun to read about and relatable. This book is very original, I mean, Espressology, I haven't heard anything like it before! I recommend this book to anyone who wants a quick, easy read.

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  • Posted November 18, 2009

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    With a shot of Love!

    Need a little something to keep you warm at nights? How about a nice expresso with shot of love?Kristina Springer debuts The Epressologist with a fast paced witty, cute romance novel that leaves you yearning for more. This book has everything you ever wanted- friendship, romance and with a twist of coffee. For all of you Rachel Hawthorne fans or happy ending stories, this book is for you. At first I was very aprehensive to read this book because first I was worried that this story would be to fast and the characters would be undeveloped. But this books proves otherwise. I got hooked by page one! This story left me giggling so much and wishing there really some "Epresologist" out there.Maybe there is? This story had a great concept and definetley a unique story line. While some parts were predictable, the laugh out loud moments I had, made it even better! Kristina Springer leaves you wanting to root for Jane Turner to find her true love!

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