Sometimes I like to dine alone. Not that I don’t have anyone to eat with and not because I hate people. Well, sometimes I do. Depends on the actions and the people involved. It’s just that sometimes in a city of 8.3 million people I enjoy a moment of solitude away from it all. There are times when I just want to grab a newspaper, read what’s going on in the world, and not converse with anyone. I like to hideaway in one of the local diners with a cup of joe where no one will bother me other than to take my order. I find eating alone almost therapeutic and relaxing. No pressure to babble on about mundane daily things or to partake in any chit chat. Just me, my coffee, my meal, and the paper. That’s all the companionship I need when the feeling to be along hits me. Now, don’t get me wrong as I love being around my friends and loved ones when eating out or going to a bar, but when you are surrounded my millions of people each and every day there comes a time when you just want to be alone for a bit. I have always been a very independent person and been on my lonesome many times throughout my life so having a bite to eat by myself is no big deal. It’s funny the reactions I receive when I tell people this. From shock to amusement. Some feel the same as I do, and there are others who freak out when it comes to dining alone. So many people I speak to have the same fear of going out to a restaurant by themselves as to speaking in public. I don’t understand what the big deal is. Bring something to read or a small laptop to use. Many places have free wifi nowadays. Pass the time while noshing away and surfing the net. Just turn down the volume if watching porn. Most people seem to get a bit weirded out by the creepy dude with all the sex noises coming from his table.
I think women have more resistance to dining solo than men do. Even some of the most confident women I know will draw the line when it comes to going out for a meal by themselves. Maybe it’s a bit awkward for them. Personally, I feel these people are missing out on a chance to exhale a bit and unwind in the comfort of their own temporary aloneness. After all, life will go right back to being among others along with the hustle and bustle of everyday routines. Chill out, go have a burger, an omelet, or a salad in peace and be happy to have some alone time once in a while. Nothing wrong with taking yourself out on a date for some self love!
To all my lady friends who stalk me on this blog – What is your take on this subject? Eating alone – yea or nea?
On to my observations over some things I read over dinner by myself. Remember, objects in mirror may be closer than they appear!
What is up with our new Mayor eating pizza with a knife and fork? Are you friggin’ kidding me? No self respecting New Yorker eats pizza with a fork! Pick up the damn slice and eat it with your hands. Fold it, caress it, make sweet love to it as it enters your mouth, but for the love of God do not eat a slice of pizza with a fork! Amateur! Someone punch him in the throat, please. Even our billionaire ex-Mayor did not stoop to that low of daintiness.
Philip Seymour Hoffman. RIP. It is so sad to see anyone die because of drugs, and the demons that accompany anyone caught up in them. Drug addiction affects everyone when something like this happens such as friends and family. So much talent wasted, and now another soul gone too soon because of drugs. Yet, I wonder if the authorities would be so all out diligent to find and jail his drug dealer if he wasn’t rich and famous. Why aren’t they going after these same people with equal urgency when poor unknown Joe Schmoe overdoses with a needle in his or her arm. Really makes one think about the fairness of it all, but I guess life is not fair when it comes to the well known affluent community as compared to those who toil in anonymity with their problems.
The Olympic games in Sochi. Honestly, I have hardly watched or paid attention. I kind of find the Olympics boring. Even with the big hockey win by the USA over Russia it still has not grabbed me as the games have in the past. To me the most entertaining part of these Olympics have been the reporters’ tweets and pictures on the less then desirable housing conditions they have been stuck in. Some of these Twitter updates and images have been hysterical. What was the Olympic committee in Russia doing these last four years? They knew it was coming. Where did all the money go that was earmarked for this? The most ever spent. What? Not into the Olympic housing infrastructure that’s for sure. Maybe lining someone’s pockets? Hmmm? I call shenanigans!
Then there is the constant coverage of the weather. Yes, it’s winter. Yes, we are all sick of the snow. Yes, we want Spring to hurry up and arrive. Yes, we want to strangle that groundhog for predicting six more weeks of winter. If I see one more news article on the snow I am going to set the newspaper’s headquarters on fire and have the city’s largest marshmallow roast. Bring your sticks everyone!
Ok, what is it with the Westminster Dog Show? I am a dog lover and will tune in to watch a few minutes of this show if I am home, but it just gets ridiculous to watch a little pocketbook sized dog win best in show almost every year. Nothing against the little guys but how about naming a German Shepherd best in show, or a Golden Retriever, or even an Alaskan Husky? Show the big guys some love too. We all kind of assume the judges and organization are very froo-froo about what dogs they prefer representing them, along with the politics involved behind the scenes, so I guess it will always be the same. I’ll eat a dog biscuit if I ever see them name a Great Dane best in show!
I just read that a 17 foot 8 inch python was killed in Florida. Whoa! Now, my parents live down there in Ocala, and I visit a few times a year and can attest to some of the prehistoric sized mutant bugs I encounter. Must be all that heat and humidity. I have also come across a few snakes but this one is just insane. Must have been someone’s pet that they discarded which then fed on small animals and grew gigantic. Seems sad to kill it though, but from what I gather they are having a problem controlling the amount of these snakes invading the area. Knowing the weirdness that is Florida it wouldn’t surprise me if they are slithering up through some sort of chasm from the center of the planet akin to “Journey to the Center of the Earth”!
What is wrong with people nowadays? I just read about this on-line binge drinking game called Neknominate that is basically “drink and dare” until you die. As readers of this blog you all know I love to eat well and drink a good beer or cocktail. I will admit to drinking a few too many now and then. Yet, if you choose to partake in this idiocy then you really have a problem, especially if it lands you in a hospital or in a coffin. So far up to five deaths can be attributed to this game according to reports. To me, a touch of death takes all the fun out of drinking! I’m happy with a good buzz, thank you.
If you are a fan of the movie “A Christmas Story” the news of a boy in Massachusetts who attempted to reenact the famous scene of getting his tongue stuck on a frozen pole will warm your hearts. I always wondered if anyone tried to do this. I bet the rescue crew that was called to show up and pour hot water on the kid’s tongue to free him had a few laughs. All ended well though as they declared him fine and sent him back to class. Just remember “you’ll shoot your eye out kid”!
Well, I’m done with dinner now. I might be doing this dining along thing by myself anyway for the next few weeks as my gal is away staying with her parents. Lots of stuff to read and pontificate on. Doesn’t bother me but I will admit I’d rather have her with me. In just this first week alone our apartment is a mess. Ah, the life of being a bachelor again. At least I can sit naked on the couch and not get smacked upside the head! I also better clean this place up before she gets back!