Nachos Aesthetic

I had a big pile of nachos in front of me, on a large plate that was almost holding them all.

I began to pick at it, taking chips that didn't disturb the aesthetic, making sure that it still looked like a pleasant, somewhat big pile of nachos before me.

But at a certain point, I was stuck. There were no chips left that could be removed and keep things pretty. So I had to ruin the aesthetic, to keep eating.

Or, I could just make more nachos and add them on top.

I did that, for the ninth time.