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Antony's avatar

“Food, for me, isn’t a small thing. It’s one of the great loves of my life. Not just the food itself, but the experience—beautiful places, great cocktails, local ingredients. A well-designed plate, a warm light, a quiet clink of glasses on a sunny afternoon. That’s where most of my joy lives: aesthetic locations, great food, and the sun.”

Twins 🫶

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The Demure Hedonist's avatar

❤️❤️

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Manny Wolfe's avatar

Life after love!

Bravo!

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romantic fugitive.'s avatar

WAIT YOU CAN'T LEAVE US HANGING NOW!! When will the next chapter drop? 🥲

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The Demure Hedonist's avatar

😂😂 thanks I wrote them before my trip so all 3 will finish this week and then we’re finally caught up to current day for the most part!

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romantic fugitive.'s avatar

the cliffhanger we all didn’t need

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Marc's avatar

Beautifully written and entertaining. I enjoy your writing!

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The Demure Hedonist's avatar

Thank you!

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Karma Infinity's avatar

Some journeys don’t begin at the airport—they start at the corner bakery.

This piece tasted like memory: flaky, rich, imperfect. It wandered the way a real walk does—led by scent, by craving, by the sudden urge to take the long way home. And beneath the desserts and detours? A quiet thesis: that joy is local, and belonging is baked-in.

What if exploration isn’t always escape—but return?

What if indulgence is how we remember we're alive?

Still savoring. Still wandering.

What flavor found you?

Still becoming, with you ♾️

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The Demure Hedonist's avatar

Thank you! Which literal flavor one me? His lemon cake was my favorite but turns out he personally does not become my local flavor 😂

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