When going out to eat, the hubby and I have an unwritten rule: never order the same thing. He shares a bite or two of what he orders, I do the same, and more of the menu is sampled. One will get the yummy-sounding salad, while the other gets the rich and comfortable soup. One gets fish, while the other gets meat. One gets chocolate, while the other gets fresh berries. It is a way for us to indulge our passions. How many other chowhounds out there do this, too?