(what I wore to dinner-tank: Charlotte Russe, skirt: Kohls,necklace: made by me, spray tan by her)
The night I arrived in Seal Beach, CA, where I stayed for BlogSugar, I was famished. A yummy blueberry muffin for breakfast and nothing the rest of the day. Travel wearies me and flights upset my stomach so I usually don't eat...
What to do when hungry but no one to dine with? No room service to call?
Dine solo, of course! Have you ever done this? I was a little nervous to be alone, in a new place; there's always that safety issue. But the Italian food/Jazz place right across from the hotel looked promising.
I sat at the bar knowing at least the bartenders would make me feel less: "I look like a deer in headlights because I'm by myself". The food was worth the slight discomfort of being alone--it's worth a post all its own--savory lightly breaded chicken breast, potatoes brushed with lemon butter, and peppered mixed vegetables. A pleasant couple to my right made light conversation with me. The live jazz music was a welcomed distraction.
Would you be embarrassed to dine alone? I wasn't, but it was a little awkward. I've gone to Panera for cookies and a good date with a novel, but this was different.
So tell me, would you dine solo or nosh on a granola bar til continental breakfast?





































