Last weekend when I was in Vancouver, I was invited by some of my colleagues to have dinner. I joined them for a drink but politely declined the invitation. I had a date with some Kumamotos at Rodney’s Oyster House, just down the road from my hotel.
My colleagues, they were shocked. “Eating alone! You poor thing,” cried the lovely Brit. “And oysters! God that sounds depressing.”
Actually, it really and truly wasn’t. Am I the only person who loves eating alone? It’s total freedom for me. I don’t have to talk to anyone. I can sip my wine and read my book and THINK. Not talk. Relax.
However, there are rules to doing it. Below, my four:
1. Don’t sit alone at a table. If the restaurant you choose doesn’t have a bar, find another restaurant. It is ONLY acceptable to sit alone at a bar. I found a little perch between two lovely Canadian couples
