Eating at restaurants

Throughout the years, I have eaten at restaurants on numerous occasions. I’m not a very picky eater so I enjoy most of what I eat. I feel that my eating personality can change vary depending on the people and the situation. When I eat with family, I’m usually not the one paying the bill. So, I’m a bit more comfortable at the table and I eat like normal. I would say that’s the usual eating personality – eating until I’m full and not talking too much. When I am with friends and we have to pay for ourselves, I might talk a bit more but I definitely eat less than with family. I try to order food that will cost a similar amount or less than the other people, which makes it good for either splitting the check evenly or paying for my own food. I don’t know other people’s comfort level with their own finances, so I try to avoid any unpleasant situation. If I’m with family and family friends, I eat a lot. Like I usually don’t have anything to contribute in the conversations and I let the more sociable people shine in the spotlight. I’m completely content with cleaning up the table. I don’t like it when it comes to the end and then people try to force me to eat more. In general people forcing me to do something I don’t want to do is unpleasant. Perhaps that’s why I’m not where I thought I could be in life, but that’s probably for a different blog post. Another eating personality that I have is when I try to facilitate the conversation. This doesn’t happen very often since the requirements for this to occur don’t usually pop up. But I have done it in the past. I don’t end up eating too much and the conversation lasts for a decent amount of time until I run out of things to talk about. Then, I sit there eating, hoping that they pick up the conversation, regretting that I made the decision to make conversation, dying slowly. Then of course there is the eating alone. I almost never eat at a restaurant alone. I think that I usually take the food to go in those situations. But it has happened before. I buy a normal entree (and a side if it’s a fast food restaurant). I just eat the food while people watching for a few minutes. Then I leave. People watching can be rather relaxing.

In terms of stuff I eat and don’t eat, I would say that I enjoy most cuisines. There are some dishes in each cuisine that I might not prefer, but I’ll at least try a bit of the dish. Some dishes that I don’t like from Chinese food includes that salted duck egg yolk dish and the thousand year egg. I just don’t get why people like preserved eggs. Also, eating ginger when it’s cut like bamboo shoots is another thing I dislike. I’m like “Wow, I found a tasty bamboo shoot – what a great scenario for my stomach.” but then I put it in my mouth and then it’s like “Oh. This is ginger.” and then I put it in my napkin. I think ginger is a good plant for making food taste a certain way and maybe for medicinal purposes. But I do not enjoy eating it straight. Another dish that isn’t Chinese but I don’t think I would try is the chicken egg dish where the chicken is like a fetus and then you eat the egg with the fetus. I think it’s called balut. Just the look of it deters me from trying it out. When you think of other exotic foods, I think I would give them a try, but I don’t know if I could do balut.