There are people I know who will jump out of perfectly good airplanes or ski double black diamond slopes in Utah who are afraid to dine out alone in a nice restaurant. Afraid!
In this enjoyable story on dining solo, the writer describes it this way:
When chilling out at home with a bowl of popcorn gets old, I opt for the solo dining experience – the next best thing to a bubble bath, except you’re doing it in public.
She describes the "pangs of terror" at the thought that people view you as "a friendless loser."
I've often thought about how psychological this whole solo dining thing is. Think about when you're going to meet someone at a high-end restaurant. You walk in, they're not there yet. Maybe you go to the bar and order a drink. Perfectly relaxed.
Now think about going into that restaurant alone without anyone to meet. The stress emerges. Perhaps you wonder what people think about you or if anyone is noticing your lack of an "other."
Same activity. Only the emotions have changed.
I concede that I prefer dining with company if I have a choice. But if I'm traveling solo in another city, I am NOT going to stay in my hotel room for dinner and I'm NOT going to pass up an opportunity to eat at an interesting restaurant.
I've long ago lost the "fear" of entering a restaurant to dine alone, and I often have nice surprises. Restaurant owners spotting me and sitting down to chat. Waiters being super kind or giving me something extra...just because.
These days, I mostly dine with picky-eater guy, which limits my choices a LOT, since we enjoy sharing what we've ordered. When dining solo, as the writer above explains - no compromises.
So the assignment for new solo travelers who are afraid to cross the restaurant's threshold is this: pretend you're meeting someone. Look around. Go to the bar. Get a drink, relax and wait for a bit.
When he or she doesn't turn up - and he or she won't because there isn't any he or she - stick around and order a delicious meal. Because really, this solo dining thing is mostly in your head.
I'm hoping, that soon enough, it will all be in your stomach - that meal that you deserve when you're out exploring the world on your own.
Photo: Ellen Perlman
I'm always found that it's easier to dine solo when you're REALLY hungry! That helps you forget inhibitions. And eating alone in the lounge or at a bar often leads to interesting interactions with other guests. (Like, "Oh, you're by yourself? Why don't you come join us?" Cool stuff like that.) And a Kindle makes a great companion. Anyway, good post!
Posted by: Lenora Dannelke | June 25, 2015 at 01:10 PM
And don't forget to bring a book when dining alone, even if it reinforces the (mostly imaginary) aura of lonely loser.
Posted by: James O'Reilly | June 25, 2015 at 01:33 PM
Lenora,
The hungry part is funny but makes sense. I seldom eat at the bar - not sure why. Maybe because I've lost my self-consciousness over eating alone and I like the room at the table to put my book, device, whatever and spread out comfortably. But it sounds like I should try the bar to meet interesting people. Thanks for your comments.
Posted by: Ellen | June 26, 2015 at 05:04 PM
James,
You're so right about the book. I can get very antsy not having anything to read while I'm waiting for food.
But on the lonely part - I've gotten so militant in my support of solo dining that sometimes I'll see solo diners and silently think "good for you! You don't need no stinkin' companion to enjoy a good meal."
I've pretty much rejected the idea that a solo diner is lonely or a loser. They're just someone who doesn't have a companion available that evening.
Posted by: Ellen | June 26, 2015 at 05:07 PM
Try solo dining on a ship when the waiter scream 'you are eating alone?"
just responded: yes and now the entire room knows this
Posted by: lee | August 03, 2015 at 10:34 AM
The waiter didn't have to scream, but there's also no shame in people in the room knowing you're eating alone. (They can see for themselves anyway.)
Could even be a conversation starter later about the annoying waiter. ;-)
Posted by: Ellen | August 10, 2015 at 05:19 PM