On Wednesday, July 26, 2017 at 9:27:01 AM UTC-4, Gary wrote:
> Ophelia wrote:
> >
> > That's the best I very rarely go to restaurants any more. It is not that
> > we are not invited, we just don't like it and I prefer to make our food.
>
> I've never understood the appeal of eating out at a restaurant.

I can get food that I cannot practicably cook at home.
I can get food from cuisines in which I am not an expert.
Someone brings me the food and I don't have to lift a finger
to cook or to clean.
I don't have to decide until the last minute what to have,
nor to plan in advance to ensure that what I want is ready.
I can go out with friends and nobody has to cook or clean.

> Food is expensive plus you pay a tip and also the waiter/waitress
> wants you to hurry up and eat so they can give your table to the
> next person.

If you feel pressured to hurry up and eat, that's about you.
The server can just wait until I'm done.

It's not always about saving money, or we'd all just stay home
eating beans and rice.

> My "going to a restaurant" days were only at the request of women
> in my life. Also people visiting always want to go to a
> restaurant. WTF? Lately, I finally put down my foot and refused.
> Restaurant food can be good but I insist we do takeout now and
> bring it home and eat at our leisure at my dining room table. No
> pressure to hurry up and leave and no tips either.
>
> I live alone now. If you visit me, it's 'my way or the highway'.
> I'll cook for you or...
> we do restaurant takeout and eat it here.

Your house, your rules.

Not all food survives travel. Tempura comes to mind, as does
boxing up perfectly cooked vegetables and letting them overcook
in their carryover heat.

Cindy Hamilton