Dinner for ONE

So the wife is away and usually when that happens the question dawns on me. What do I do after work? Go straight home, most often the choice. But then the dreaded question pops. "What's for dinner?"

My gosh this is painful question when you are solo. So as I was on my way home, I got stuck in traffic at Portsdown Road. Being the impatient sort I decided to check out the new joints that have opened there. So overtaking everyone I headed down the road and landed at Pietrasanta.

"Table for one" I said much to the amazement of the maître d'. As I later reported, having dinner in a nice restaurant by yourself, surrounded by crowded tables and the occasional confused look is a rather empowering feeling. It’s like telling everyone “Here I am, alone and I am cool with it!” I used to do this quite often for lunches and found it very therapeutic. But I think this was my first dinner alone in a long time. Of course, one cannot do this sort thing too often it gets quite pathetic and sad.

So had a Peroni, Nastro Assuro beer, so-so Lamb chops and this wonderful Italian dessert (pictured). So there; answered my daily dreaded question but with a twist.

M