The Art of Eating Alone

As an only child being raised by a single parent, I have grown accustomed to being alone a lot. I am quite comfortable watching tv or reading a book or doing errands alone. It's perfectly fine to do these things with noone judging. But the minute I would like to have a meal at a restaurant, judgemental eyes start widening. From the host and the servers and the other guests. I don't care, I walk with my head held high. Why must I have to dine with another person if I want good food? There's no rule that says I can't dine alone. I'm surrounded by many people for a good portion of my days, and sometimes it is nice to take a little quiet me time. For me, being capable of dining out alone is an art since I don't know many people who can do it. = )