I got to eat at one of my favorite places this morning since I was downtown: L'Appetito at the bottom of the Hancock. I found this little gem of a place when I first moved here and I've probably been at least 30 times since. And every time I go- without fail, I get the same exact thing: one prosciutto and Swiss panini and a little container of pesto tortellini. Done. It's just delicious. And even though they have a million other delightful goodies to eat, and I am often tempted to try something new...I never do. Ever- As if somehow I had become loyal to ordering this and only this and if I ever tried to order anything else, something would go terribly wrong in the world.

But today I walked in and ordered something different.
And instead of things feeling terribly terribly wrong,
Suddenly
everything in the world
felt wonderfully, wonderfully right...