Snack Like Your Ex Is Watching

What snack would you eat right now?

There’s an art to snacking. A philosophy, even.

And I’ve decided — right now — to channel mine through a wedge of Manchego with a dollop of fig jam, resting perfectly on a rosemary crisp. A snack that says, “I have taste, composure, and absolutely no intention of sharing.”

It’s the kind of snack you eat perched on the edge of a kitchen stool, barefoot, but with earrings on — because you felt like it.

The kind of snack you eat as if your ex could see you through the window.

And he’d mutter to himself: “Damn. I never should’ve let her go.”

(He should’ve. Because now I’ve got Manchego.)

Here’s to small luxuries.

To unapologetic indulgence.

To snacks that feel like a victory lap.

And yes, I poured a glass of something cold to go with it.

Because if you’re going to snack —

Snack like your ex is watching.

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋