"Diva" party of 1
The art of dining alone is a ritual that anyone who travels for work is familiar. Eating out alone isn't my favoritething to do--I've noticed that when I'm alone I tend to overeat and eat too fast since there's no one there to slow me down or share my food. Tonight I wanted to rest my voice so I chose not to sit at the bar which might encourage chit chat. I'm a pretty hip sight to behold. I'm in the lounge section of the restaurant at a table blogging on my computer and texting CP pictures of my food. In lieu of a cocktail, I've got a pot of chamomile hot tea with honey. I ordered good stuff, too: a vegan roasted potato soup--I am a HUGE fan of soups that taste extremely fattening but are actually prepared pretty healthy--and salmon with polentaand braised greens. Keep in mind I didn't have lunch! Sure, if there was a Subway or Panera sandwich shop nearby I would've eaten there or taken it back to my room. But tonight I'm having a big girl dinner :-)
[brief pause for eating...]
Yum! No wonder this place is packed on a Sunday evening! No room for dessert. I don't want be miserable in the black monstrosity of a gown that I brought to wear.
It's a tough life....