I call it flexibility [From the Editor's Bench]

Recently my family celebrated a couple of life cycle events. In both cases, we cooked up massive dairy meals for our nearest and dearest. At the second party, one of our friends came to me with a smile and said, "I see that you caved in again. First, you got a dog, and now you are making dairy parties." She knows that I do not like most dairy foods and that if we make a dairy meal, it is probably not because I suggested it. I responded, "I don't think of it as caving in; I think of it as being flexible."