We've been married a long time and little routines have formed over the years... I keep a stash of home-made soups in the freezer for days I can't cook and when it about gone it goes something like this:
he: The soup is about gone. You can make some more any time.
me: Sure, what would you like?
he: Anything you want to make is fine.
me: Sure? I can make anything you want.
he: Anything is okay.
he: Well, potato leek would be great.
me: That's fine.
he: It would be good with Yukon Gold potatoes
he: And maybe you can add some chicken and leave some of the potatoes in chunks ..... and remember last time you added cilantro instead of parsley.
We go through the same routine when he goes to town.
he: I'm going to town do you need anything?
me: No, I'm fine!
me: Well maybe you can stop at the post office
me: And my books are due at the library
And by the time it's done I have added 6 things to his "to town" list....
I find these repeated routines very comforting. It says something about our marriage. I'm not sure what but it's good...