Um, party of one. The art of eating alone

There’s always room for breakfast.
Well, sometimes, there isn’t time for it.

Breakfast can be something you look forward to. You go to bed and think, hmmm. What am I going to do tomorrow? What exciting thing am I going to come up with in the morning? Who’s going to like this or that? And what does everyone feel like eating?

But, when you can’t figure it out, well, at least you know you’ll have breakfast.
And, even if it’s not the most gourmet or the most leisurely breakfast and you find yourself eating in your car, you still look forward do it because, well, how else will you conquer the day without it?
And, you need to eat well, alone or otherwise. :)

So, this makes me think that they say, when you eat alone at the table, you’re either happy, or in love, or alone, or a child.  I read that somewhere, I think.
They also say that when you dine alone, it’s a little sad. Can that be true?
But, I think you have to be content and love yourself and your current position and condition to be happy eating alone.
Sometimes when we see someone eating alone we think:

  • Is she from out of town?
  • There’s a beautiful thing called solitude.
  • That’s sad, eating by himself.
  • Ah, some peaceful alone time.
  • Hmm, she’s traveling.

And, I’m sure more thoughts…
But, as humans, it seems odd in some places and some instances to eat alone. Eating is like nurturing.
I think we eat meals with family and friends, but in most cases, we’re not taught to eat alone. Maybe it’s an American thing? I don’t know?

Personally, I’d eat a sandwich in between classes when I was in school. And on the occasion that I was able to take an hour or so before my next class, I’d go to the campus cafe and sit and eat by myself. But, in those times I’m not sure ‘alone’ counts, as so many other students were doing the same. I don’t know.

Eating dinner alone at a restaurant: I’ve done that, but, only at the bar area.
Never at a white tablecloth and linens kind of table. I don’t remember doing that!
But, that’s a bit of a shame. Maybe?

In my experience, eating is, definitely, a social event; A communal event or activity. It’s a culture thing to gather around the kitchen and talk about what we’re making or eating. And I’ll be the first to say, “taste this. It’s delicious.” But learning to truly enjoy a good meal at a restaurant with solely your own company is an empowering experience.
You can sit quietly and comfortably and nourish your mind and body, right?
Eating alone, doesn’t mean you don’t have friends, and you’re out of touch,  or that your social standings are falling.
The truth is, eating alone is a little different and almost like a treat…just you and your imagination. Maybe.

“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as
six impossible things before breakfast.”

–the queen in ThroughThe Looking Glass…lewis carroll–





I find pleasure in solitude. Somedays.
Anonymity and solitude. The latter is rarely possible these days. :)


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2 comments for “Um, party of one. The art of eating alone

  1. steve
    April 17, 2016 at 16:34

    I like breakfast. It’s my favorite thing.

    • laura
      April 18, 2016 at 09:32

      hi.. i like breakfast food. thanks for dropping by. :)

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