He wanted butter. She wanted cheese spread. He liked his coffee full of pearly white sugar cubes. She preferred the blackest of teas. Today, they wanted to try new things. He had what she liked and she had what he had been having since he was a college kid. “Eek!” He missed the sweetness of his breakfast. “How do you manage to digest this every day!” She gulped down orange juice. The waitress saved the day when she shoved two menu cards between them.