February 3 2014,
I have a confession, I hate eating by myself. It's a real fear that I have. I have finally conquered this fear.
I love food and I love to eat. I love breakfast and I love dim sum.
Hubby on the other hand rarely wants to eat out. Eating is a chore rather than a pleasure for him. So we go out to eat maybe once a month.
Over the years, I have slowly learnt to eat by myself.
It feels awkward at first, but it gets easier. I bring a magazine or a book to read.
I now can enjoy a meal without feeling nervous or feeling stupid for enjoying a meal by myself.
Quilt & Bitch