According to my husband we need to follow a strict dietary regime.
He decided he was going to do steak for dinner, however we got bogged down in minutia when it was discovered we neither had potatoes or enough salad items left to make a salad. I suggested that we might go ahead and just, for one night, have chips/french fries with the steak.
Ok I know that in the parallel universe my husband inhabits there is an order to all things that he somehow understands because I suspect, he created the "order." I say this because I am not sure it makes sense to anyone but himself. In his world one must have 87 varieties of vegetables with all your meals AND the biggest amount of vegetables, which must be served at every meal, is carrots.
I actually love vegetables, even carrots, but after years of 87 vegetables with every meal, including breakfast and any snack you might consider having, I hate carrots.