A dinner with our hosts. Tamara and I hold back on the tapas and our friends ask us if we're on a diet? I feel a pang of awkwardness and shame; It’s not that we’re dieting it’s just that we’re painfully aware of how much money each ounce of food is costing us. Floundering, I look to Tamara, who just blurts out “No, we’re just on a budget. Haha.” It’s awkward but confirms to me just how special Tamara is. Brutally honest at all times no matter what or who it’s with.