I love routines. They're just so comfortable. Growing up, we had many food routines... pizza with birch beer every Friday night; spaghetti and meatballs (or a variant such as lasagna) every Sunday at noon; we even had pancakes or waffle ice cream sandwiches every Sunday night (for dinner, not dessert!). Waffle ice cream sandwiches for dinner was one of those wonderful but crazy traditions that went against everything I thought a meal was supposed to be as a child. But regardless of how amazing waffles and ice cream sounds, it still wasn't my favorite dinner of the week. My two favorites will always be pizza and spaghetti and meatballs. Read more.