Table for one

In my three years of working life, I have had to do lunch on my own many times. Most times, I find out too late that everyone else had plans, so it was too late to call a friend. And it was easier before, when I could pack lunch and have it at my desk. 

A place I frequently sought refuge at was the Marusui Fish Market at Vivocity. A cosy Japanese place which felt a little homey with its simple furnishing. At that time I was also constantly looking forward to sashimi. 

Today, I ventured to Neil Road, back to the place where I once had brunch with a few other girl friends. Ardent’s Café Bar at 80 Neil Road. Thankfully it was not crowded at lunch time. I had Bacon and Mushroom Aglio Olio and a glass of orange juice. And “Pride and Prejudice” in my reader app to enjoy. With a comfy and quaint ambience to boot, I felt like I had rested somehow. 

Having a meal alone is still somewhat intimidating to me. It’s not just the practical difficulties like getting a seat in a crowded place. It just seems as if I’m saying “I’m pathetic and no one wants to have a meal with me.” Or something like that. But I guess I’ve found certain ways to deal with it. Find a place which is seldom crowded. Bring along a book (or e-book on your phone). Ignore stares and show that it is perfectly okay to be eating alone. And, take your time, don’t feel like you need to rush through your meal. 

I probably don’t believe this myself, but… like my wise mum told me before, don’t think the whole world’s looking at you! I also figured out that, I may be alone, but I’m not lonely. Besides, Emmanuel, God with us.

Note to self: Confirm with colleagues early whether they have other plans for lunch. Then at least I can make plans to meet someone or have more time to venture to somewhere new.