A few weeks ago, I had a pretty bizarre experience in New Orleans. I’ve been to New Orleans a handful of times, and I’m aware that weird things are happening all over that wonderful town, but this thing that happened to me was, well, different. I was visiting for a conference, and as any food-obsessed traveler does, I sought out a special restaurant to have dinner my final night in town. Peche had been on my to-try list since it hit Bon Appetit’s list of top-50 best new restaurants in 2013. I waited five whole years to try this restaurant, so I didn’t let a mile walk in uncomfortable shoes or a 90 minute wait deter me. To hedge my bets, I put my name on the waitlist but immediately began stalking the bar, lingering behind lingering patrons, hoping they’d take pity on my presence and wrap things up. I noticed a woman signing her check, but to my dismay, a fellow solo diner had already swooped in for the seat. I retreated to the other side of the bar, only to have this same solo fellow approach me moments later. He slyly nodded over his shoulder and pointed out that the seat next to his would be open momentarily. I didn’t hesitate.
Seat secured, I began to doubt this decision. I silently hoped this single stranger who had helped me snag a seat at the bar wouldn’t talk to me, and that we could just enjoy what would surely be a great meal in total silence. Despite this apprehension, I asked if he’d been to the restaurant before (he had) and if he had any recommendations (he did). As I pined over the menu, he placed his order and offered to share both of his appetizers with me. WHAT LUCK. Apparently that’s the secret to getting a solo traveler to warm up to you. He could talk to me all he wanted now.
As we enjoyed smoked tuna, fry bread, and some of the best Brussels I’ve ever had (THE VINEGAR SAUCE!), I learned he lived in New Orleans and was treating himself to a nice night on the town, as if he was on vacation in his very own city. What an idea. It’s the sort of thing you read about in chick lit, but that no one ever actually takes the time to do in real life.