Our heartbeat
how date nite began
Before I met Kevin, I somehow knew the kitchen would be at the center of our life together. I pictured us cooking, talking about our days, sharing bites, and maybe even slow dancing with a glass of wine in hand. (Kevin’s not a dancer, but we’ll save that for another day).
Even still, I always felt us there, together in the kitchen. Creating. Connecting. Laughing. And nourishing something deeper than just a meal.
There’s something about a kitchen that draws people in. Maybe it’s the food or the smells. Maybe it's the memories it stirs or simply the fact that it’s often the most used room in a home.
When Kevin and I met during lockdown, it was all we had. It was our whole world. He’d head to work each day while I stayed home. I'm not much of a TV girl, so I filled my time cooking, cleaning, decorating, and organizing what would eventually become our home.
That spring, around Easter, I made the savory, rustic Easter bread my Italian next door neighbor used to gift our family growing up. There's something about the kitchen that simply invites old traditions to return. Somehow, through all the limitations of the world in that season, our kitchen became our heartbeat.
I’ve always loved to cook, but over the last five and a half years I've cooked regularly and consistently which wasn't the case when i was single. I’ve leaned in, and I’ve learned, experimented, played, and developed new skills. But more than anything, what’s grown most is us.
The kitchen has kept us checking in. Every single week.
For us, it’s always Wednesday. We crave it. And we protect it.
Every Wednesday morning, when Kevin kisses me goodbye at 4:30am before heading to work, he whispers, “It’s Date Nite, baby.” And every time, I smile.
It was never something I forced or pushed on him. We’ve always eaten real meals. I cook that way naturally, but most nights we eat at the coffee table with a show on in the background, just enjoying being together. What made Date Nite different was the energy. Occasioanly I would take time to set the table, light a candle, play a little music. I grew up eating at the table, so it was something I naturally craved, so I carved out space here and there for us to be fully present. We didn’t do it often at first, but every time we did, Kevin would say the same thing: “We need to do this more.” He noticed that we had deeper conversations and better quality time when we shared a meal without distractions.
So I followed the nudge. I made it a rhythm. And he made it a priority.
I love that he’s just as into it as I am. We both believe this is a sacred part of our relationship and our marriage.
But here’s the thing, it’s not just for couples. And it’s not just for people without kids at home.
Date Nite is really about something more. It's about connection.
Food is connection. It’s creativity and expression. It’s one of the simplest ways we pour love into the people we care about. And it doesn't have to be fancy. It just has to be felt.
Whether you’re cooking with the love of your life, your family, your best girlfriends, or just yourself, there’s something magical about time in the kitchen when it’s infused with presence. It can be sensual. Soulful. Grounding. And yes, even a little sexy.
We don’t put timelines on our Wednesdays. Sometimes we sit down to eat at 7pm. Other times it’s closer to 9:30. Some nights we move slow and talk while we prep. Other nights dinner comes together fast and we linger longer over wine. We’ve had nights interrupted by unexpected family matters and nights that go south, causing waves between us. But even those nights, in time, deepen our roots. What matters most is the joy, the love, and the felt-ness of it all.
We love each other. And we love our weekly date night at home. But more than anything, we love what it represents, time to come back to yourself, to your person, to your life, and to what really matters.
And honestly? It doesn’t have to be a “date night” at all.
It can just be a night with really good food, the best company, and connection that makes your heart sing.
Because in a world that rushes us, distracts us, and often pulls us away from what matters most…
We think the world needs more of this.
More meals that feel nourishing.
More moments that feel sacred.
More reasons to slow down and remember that love, real, intentional love, starts right where you are.
Whether that’s at the kitchen table, on the couch, or over a skillet on a Wednesday night, we invite you find your own rhythm.
Because you deserve that kind of connection.
And we believe it changes everything.