Monday through Thursday you're locked in. Then Thursday night is a steakhouse with a client, you're two drinks deep on an empty stomach, eating bread you didn't want, ordering last off a menu you never read. Two of those a week erases the other twelve meals. Nobody's telling you to skip the dinner. It's the job. But you can walk in with a plan instead of a hope. Here's the tool: order first. Three rules. One, pick your meal in the car. Pull the menu on your phone, choose the protein and the vegetable, done. Two, order first at the table. The table anchors to whoever goes first, so be the guy who sets it instead of drafting off the app sampler. Three, one drink, after the food arrives, never before. Bread basket comes, push it across the table. You are not going to out-discipline a menu at 8pm after a twelve-hour day. Decide it in the parking lot. Drop a reply: how many client dinners are on your calendar this month, and what's your go-to order?