Dining Out

I am not one of those people who has a problem eating out by myself. I do it frequently because of my work schedule, especially when I am out of town. I also do it because my friends in town are as busy as I am.

But when I eat out alone, I usually go to pubs or bars for burgers and such. Something quick because I have something to do or somewhere to be. Last night was press for Of a Sunday Morning with Charter Theatre, and I had the late afternoon and evening free. So I took myself to a finer restaurant, had a few glasses of wine, and a delightful pork loin in a blackberry sauce. It was delightful. Without the distraction of a dinner companion, I was able to concentrate on the flavor of the food and wine. Although I often do it at home, I discovered the joy of dining by myself. Somehow being out in a restaurant made the experience all the more enjoyable, and for the first time I was not only comfortable being by myself, I embraced it.

A toast to dining alone.