My husband likes to joke that he can always predict what I’ll order at restaurants: the most bizarre thing on the menu. (And as such, it’s usually the most expensive one. Sorry, babe.) The first time he told me that, I laughed as if he was kidding. Then I realized it’s true. I have a few reasons why. One reason is pragmatism — we cook at home often, and I … Continue reading Why I Like Different (#12DaysOfTravel, Day 4)