Aivan Karade How to Romanticize Your Dinner, Last Bite of Pizza

The timeline is burning, the forecast is bleak
I’ve been living in a state of low-key panic all week
The screen time is up, the serotonin is down
So I’m taking the long way back to my side of town

Gonna close the blinds, gonna light the good sage
Take my nervous system to a totally different page
The world is a mess, a chaotic design
But the plate on the table is perfectly mine

I’m building the architecture, stacking it high
The crunch and the butter, the sweet and the rye
A dopamine hit in a world going gray
I’m orchestrating the perfect finale today

Save the best for the end of the show
The only part of the day that I know
From the crust of the pizza to the salt on the skin
The last bite’s the only way I win

Got the functional chocolate, the artisanal flake
I’m curating the feeling of a genuine break
It’s not just the dinner, it’s a holy retreat
Finding God in the quiet, right here in my seat
You can keep your high-tech, your bio-hack rings
I’m worshipping all of these tactile things
The heat of the chili, the melt of the cheese
It’s the only prescription that brings me to my knees


Oh, the first bite is hunger, the middle is fuel
But the last bite is magic, it breaks every rule
It’s a mindful rebellion, a quiet little riot
A three-second heaven inside of the diet
I hold it right here, I’m slowing the time
The end of the meal is a beautiful crime

Save the best for the end of the show
The only part of the day that I know
From the crust of the pizza to the salt on the skin
The last bite’s the only way I win

Mmm
Perfect
Leave the dishes for tomorrow