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My love, We need to talk about your relationship with the phrase “just a small bite.” I’m starting to think it’s not a promise, but a form of performance art. Because every time you say it, something extraordinary happens. Food appears. More food appears. And then even more food appears... Plans change. And time slows down. And suddenly we are both emotionally committed to a table full of food we definitely did not initially plan for. Now, I’m supposed to be the impulsive one here. The one leading us into spontaneous adventures... And yet you… you have somehow taken that role and applied it to snacks and desserts with surgical precision. At this point, “Just tasting it” should come with subtitles: we are now entering full snack mode. @-@ Honestly, I admire it. It’s confidence. It’s ambition. It’s the only time I’ve seen someone treat a bakery like a personal challenge. I also admire the confidence it takes to look at a full menu and say, “I’ll just try a little..” like you’re conducting a research for food science. I respect it, but at the same time I fear it. Because I have plans—bigger plans. And I need you to be able to keep up with me and not be distracted by food all the time. So here’s the deal: We move more, we eat smart, and we stop negotiating with pastries and desserts like they’re foreign diplomats. How about that? Love, Your ❤️