It's my wife's birthday. What she wanted: drop the kids at daycare, get coffee at Copley, and just exist. That's luxury for a busy mom. Then I bought fresh seafood from Eataly and cooked her a proper four-course Italian dinner at home. Duck magret, pasta al pescatore, insalata di artichocchi grigliati, mousse al limone. The real gift? Time, effort, and three hours where she wasn't "Mom." Just herself, being served.