🍫Just the Foam on Top

Behind the Scenes of Daydreaming, by Chef De Quinn

Before the epic story unfolds…

Before the metaphor finds its final line...

There was a tender moment of chaos.

Specifically: Chicken Tender, Air Fryer Edition Chaos™.

Because when the tummy is full, the soul gets bold.

And somewhere between bites of crunchy peace, I drifted into a little dream.

A house.

Just a humble one-storey on a square of land.

Bushes on every side, a breeze from the east, windows wide like arms saying “come in, sky.”

I saw the rooms. I moved curtains like secret doors.

I let the morning wind walk through the place like it owned it.

And then I paused.

I reminded myself:

Don’t drink the whole dream.

Just taste the foam on top.

Like hot milk chocolate when you know you can’t handle dairy but you still wanna kiss the idea.

That’s how it works with certain dreams.

You don’t have to build them.

You don’t have to chase them.

You can just daydream gently — enough to smile, not enough to ache.

Let the vision be soft.

Let it be sweet and safe.

Let it be a place that only exists in the folds of your mind, behind the curtain partitions of reality.

And if someone asks, “Are you really gonna build it?”

Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t.

But for now, I live inside the feeling of a breeze I imagined.

And that’s more than enough.

Tend to your dreams like a chef tends to sauce—

sometimes you just taste it.

Not every recipe is meant to be served.

— Signed with a wooden spoon,

Chef De Quinn 🥄✨

Sipping dreams, one quiet morning at a time.