I'm lucky to live close to a lot of my family members. One of the many benefits is that, about once a week, my son spends the evening with his Grammy and Grampy, leaving James and I the freedom to go out alone. In the past, this has meant hitting up our favorite Mexican restaurant, where we'd dine on margaritas, chips, cheese dip, and other unhealthy dishes. But this week we headed to a new sushi spot in town. I ordered miso soup, seaweed salad, and salmon sashimi with a bowl of brown rice on the side. James and I took our time and enjoyed each other's company, so the evening still felt like an indulgence—just without the guilt.