Ben Casnocha comments on a FT article:
Fuchsia Dunlop in the weekend FT nails it:
Dining alone in restaurants, like other solitary activities, is a matter of perception. If you feel guilty about it and think you shouldn’t be doing it, it’s dreadful. On the other hand, if you can enjoy it as one of the diverting side dishes to the great shared feast of life, it can be delicious. Dining in company isn’t always an unalloyed pleasure, anyway. If your companion is dull or irritating, or the chemistry of conversation absent, you might as well be alone. And if you are simply too tired to offer another person your full attention, a little solitary sustenance can be just the thing.I’m an experienced solo diner. If the setting is right (ie, you don’t feel self-conscious), then a casual meal with a magazine can be quite relaxing.
I often do things alone, not just dining out, but also going to movies, galleries, or concerts. I find that I’m more free to observe, think, or feel things when alone. I think to be able to enjoy doing things alone is a useful skill to have. I wouldn’t want to limit my experience just because there isn’t a suitable company around.
Doing things with others is a good way to keep in touch with friends and can often make an experience more enjoyable, but the key is to have the right company for the right activity. With some of my great debate buddies, it doesn’t really matter where we go, we could still strike up a good conversations and share interesting ideas. Without the right company, I’d explore ways to enjoy things myself.