A Warm Lunch Snack

My belly gave a quiet rumble, reminding me it was well past noon. Rather than untangling myself from my knit bundle, I shuffled over to the coffee table where a fresh, warm toasted brioche bun sat on a small plate. Leaning forward gently, I pressed my cheek against the side of the paper napkin, savoring the gentle wave of buttery steam. I took a few tiny, quiet nibbles right from the edge without loosening a single loop of my wrap. Eating while bundled like this makes every bite taste twice as comforting.