We went out for dinner last night and I noticed 2 tables of individual people. For some reason people dining alone have always caught my attention and I often wonder the reasons behind their solo outing. Maybe I’m thinking way too much into this!
One gentelmen was probably in his 50’s and I heard him say, please add that onto my room account. So, he was probably on business.
The other solo table was a young guy probably hadn’t cracked 30 yet. He sat there quitely and read some paper work, ate and then choofed off. He was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Maybe he was away on business too or maybe he just likes going out for dinner by himself.
I can honestly say that I’ve never been out for dinner by myself and I’ve never been to a cafe / restaurant at any other time and sat at a table by myself. I’ve never been to the movies by myself either. I see a trend appearing! When I saw these people my first reaction was, oh they’re by themselves, when probably they were perfectly happy enjoying their meal.
What is it that makes us or maybe it’s just me, think this way? Of course there is absolutely nothing wrong with dining out alone, or going to the movies, but I don’t mind admitting that I’m not sure if I would do it.
If you find yourself in the dining solo situation maybe these tips will help:
Solo dining is really just a matter of changing your mindset–and enjoying your meal. Here are some ways to do that.
- They wanna gawk–give ‘em something to gawk at! Dress to the nines; wear a big floppy hat, or wrap a Victorian Cravat around your neck.
- Make them think you’re somebody special. Because you are: Fine dining is a bit of theater, and solo diners, by our singularity, are the stars. So enjoy the chance to be really special. Fantisize if you wish!
- Scribble in a notepad. That’s right, most “experts” recommend you read a book. Balderdash. I say you might as well write one. It’s more lucrative. Besides, if you take out your little pad and pencil, they can’t be sure you’re not a reviewer. This can pay dividends. Engage the waiter; ask about the origins of that blue-green sauce ladled over your chop like an oozing fungus. Maybe you’ll get invited to the kitchen. What you do there is up to you, but it could be quite an adventure, eh?
- And finally: don’t accept a table near the kitchen door or anywhere you can smell the urinal cakes. You’re worth a fight for a good table, but you don’t need me to tell you that. (Source)
So there you have it a quick guide to dining out solo! I think for now I’ll just stick to shopping by myself!