Fifth, cinnamon. Not just a “flavor.” It’s medicine. It lowers blood sugar. It soothes. It reminds you of winter. Of childhood. Of grandma’s pies.
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Sixth, chocolate. Not white. Not milk. Take 70%. Let it be bitter. Let it be buttery. Let it melt on your tongue—like a memory. This isn’t sweetness. This is meditation.
Seventh, time. Don’t cook for 5 minutes. Let yourself be in the process. Stirring is not a chore. It’s a ritual. When you beat eggs, you’re not cooking. You’re paying attention.
Eighth, serving. Not on a plate. Not in a glass. On a wooden board. With a mint leaf. With a drop of syrup. With a pinch of sea salt. Let it be beautiful. Because you deserve beauty.
Ninth: eat. Slowly. Not on your phone. Let you be alone. Let you be with someone. But not with a screen. Let you feel. Let you remember why you allowed yourself this.
Tenth: gratitude. After you’ve eaten your last piece, don’t blame yourself. Don’t think, “I ate too much.” Think, “I gave myself love.” This is not a sin. It is an act of healing.
