Oh My God how did Legends and Lattes cement a genre of books in cosy fantasy when it sucks so bad. I listened to the whole thing doing yard work. The main character opens a coffee shop and all it sells at first is Yank style drip coffee! I don'teven DRINK coffee and I could feel the utter lack of curiosity or interest in the concept of world building FOR the coffee beyond 'oh its from the gnome homeland' and making the shop into fantasy Starbucks, which she doesnt even know how to run. And the romance is so bland!! It's a crying shame because Orc lady retired adventure and succubus trying to Make It at magic uni could be cute!! It Should just be a Fantasy Romance book because it fits the stakes and tone but it just doesn't even the beats!!! Truely the only memorable/enjoyable part is the anthro mouse that is a baking genius, that I only just now realised is probably a Ratatouille reference/pastiche.
every single word of this ask is a note in a melody that builds up to a delicious crescendo of contempt



















