Years ago, before we had kids, when we lived in a city, every Sunday night my wife and I would go to this one sushi place that had half off sushi on Sunday evenings. 

We never went in the week because we didn't have very much money. We were broke. So we would have a drink at home, and then walk there in the middle of winter, in the freezing cold, to get a few rolls, and then walk home to our place feeling even more freezing than before because you are always colder after you eat. 

It's not an extravagant memory, but it's a nice one. From a different time in my life. It was fun then, but it's also fun now. Different fun. I'm thankful we have the kids we have today. 

I was thinking about that today as I was eating a few crappy rolls of sushi I made at home.