Dining alone: strategy #1

May 30th, 2007 at 10:36 pm by james

There is an art to dining alone. To not feeling conspicuous – an object of pity even. It has taken a lot of practice to get to this point of being comfortable holding court with my imaginings, conducting scintillating internal dialogue and not making spurious eye contact or grinning broadly at every waiter that walks by (yes, waiters, I’m not eating in McDonalds).

I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating that the first time I did this in the early 90’s was one of the worst experiences of my life. That’s what I call a converse blessing … excuse me – passion fruit sorbet has arrived between courses … yes, converse blessing: if that’s as bad as it’s been then I’ve been a lucky boy; and so I have. The point, however, that I think I was trying to make is that back then I felt crushingly, suffocatingly, achingly lonely – something I’ve felt on perhaps two other occasions to date though not, I am pleased to say, in a restaurant.

Where am I going with this I hear you say. Where indeed.

Right, all done now. So there it is: strategy #1 for enjoying dinner alone. Blog right through the bits that don’t require chewing.

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