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Matters of taste: dining with strangers

Turns out you can eat alone even if you’re with someone

By Wendell Steavenson   October 2015

Paris in August. Everyone was away and everything was closed. I was alone for the whole month. For the first two days I ate my usual chicken broth soup. On the third day I made gazpacho by liquidising leftover tomato salad. Then I was bored and a bit lonely. The happy quotidian question “what shall we eat today?” had been replaced by a plaintive dilemma: who am I going to eat with?

Eating alone is a curious thing. “We should look for someone to eat and drink with before looking for something to eat and drink,” said Epicurus many years…

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