DEBORAH CROMBIE: Friday night is date night at our house.
didn't start out to be date night. In fact, I'm not sure I could tell
your exactly when or how it started. I think it was the natural
progression of my having cooked all week and on Friday saying, "Enough
is enough. I need a break." We started going to a little local Chinese
restaurant and getting take-out. We took our dog (Hallie, who died last
October at fourteen) because it was a treat for her to have a ride in
the car. Hallie LOVED this, and the fortune cookies brought out to the
car by Wendy, one of the owners of the restaurant, became "Wendy
We started watching movies while we ate our
take-out, sitting on the floor at the coffee table in our living room.
Another dog came along, Neela, and both dogs learned when it was Friday
night. They'd start to get antsy, then when I called in the order they
would be beside themselves with excitement, jumping at the door and their leashes.
we switched to our local Pei Wei for our Friday night dinners, as they
stayed open later than the family-owned restaurant and Wendy, now a mom,
no longer came to work on Friday nights.
on. The color TV in the living room cabinet became a flat screen with
surround sound. A new dog, Dax, has learned when it's Friday night, and
that Wendy Biscuits are a greatly anticipated treat. All the staff at Pei Wei know we want a few extra fortune cookies in our bag.
became ritual, much looked forward to by both two-legged and four-legged
creatures. We still sit on the living room floor and eat on the coffee table. And fire weather is coming up, which makes it even better!
We do make exceptions, but it has to be something really good to oust the Friday Night Movie from our routine.
So, REDS, is there a special ritual in your week?
HALLIE EPHRON: Debs,
love your ritual. We don't have a date night, but we used to. After we
had our first baby, and for years after, we hired a baby sitter every
Thursday night and, whether we felt like it or not, we went out. That
was because we were so exhausted from spelling each other, taking care
of the kids and the house that we needed a time when we could just be
the two of us together, even if it was for two hours and all we did was
go to the library.
HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: We DO! And I can't believe I'm telling you this, but--
It's Friday night, and we go out to dinner together no matter what.
At first, our usual restaurant was a place called Duckworth Lane, so we used to signal each other about going there by saying "quack quack." With the appropriate hand signals.
(I know, silly..)
Duckworth closed, but our name remained. So we call our Friday night dinner "quacking." As in--yay, almost time to quack! And martinis are part of the ritual, even though I can only handle a few sips now. And yes, one can "quack" at home.
DEBS: Hank, I absolutely LOVE your "quack." And I'm glad to know that other people are as goofy as we are... Hallie, maybe you could take date night up again?
Readers, is there a date night,
or family night, or for those who are single, a special "just for you"
night in your routine?