Indiana Jones says we are in a rut. That we have a routine that has become too comfortable and we need to break out and try new things. Routine Schmooteen. I refuse to judge routine. I like routine. I love ruts. I like it. I love it. I want some more of it.You see, for the past 5 weekends we have had date nights. And some part of the date night evening had involved the same restaurant with the same food. And I say, if it ain't broke why fix it? I mean let's all just go ahead and say HELLO LOVER to this ahi tuna. Just look how it seduces you with its sultry eyes. How it flirts with its little peppercorns and wasabi. Little man hussy.And then as if that is not enough, I have this FAB OH LUSS steak medium rare with them mashed sweet potatoes and cinnamon butter. Just let me die now. Take me home. I'm comin to be with you Elizabeth. But the best part of the evening is when when I order another glass of wine and IJ hurries and pays. He is a little jealous of my love affair with the second glass of wine. He's okay with my affair with the tuna and the steak and even my bout of flirtation with the cinnamon butter. But the second glass of wine? He can't handle the second glass of wine.