I just came off of #3 of 3 solo dining experiences here in the Windy City. This time at a nuveau vegetarian joint called the Green Zebra. Delightful small plates - including fresh burrata cheese, warm blue cheese tart with pea tendrils and caraway gnocchi with Brussels sprouts and a sweet pickle garnish. Don't even get me started on the mind-bending apple bignets with Riesling reduction sauce.
But, in enjoying this amazing gourmet meal, I realized the absolute worst part about dining alone is not the tiny, conspicuous table the host always seats a single at in the center of the room ... but rather, that I didn't have someone to share the dishes with. I would gladly have given up half of my apple bignets to Marc in exchange for half of whatever delicious dessert he would have ordered ... probably the dark chocolate cake thing.
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