Do I miss the feeling taste of dip in my mouth? Yes.
Dude... I'm gonna be a dick here. If I'm overthinking it, well, so be it.
We talk a lot about mindset for a reason. It's a gigantic component in our fight against this addiction. That sentence I've highlighted is telling me yours still isn't right, bro! You absolutely must stop romanticizing what you "think" you miss. Until you develop a heathy level of hate/disgust for that shit... you're just spinning your wheels until you cave again.
For real.
I'm at 1,015 today. Yes... I get the random craves. I mean, c'mon, I abused myself for 25 years. A mere 1,015 days isn't going to heal the scars I inflicted. BUT... the mere thought of buying, packing, pinching, and then stuffing that shit in my face makes me nauseous. Like a physical blow of illness and, thank God! I hate what that shit made me... and made me do. Never. Again.
Be wary, bro. Don't give lip service to fredom... it's too precious.