I love eating by myself. Most people have an aversion of eating alone in public. They feel self-conscious that others are staring and judging. They fear that others would think they are pathetic losers with no friends. That is because very often, this option is not by choice. However, once you make a conscious decision of dining with yourself and only yourself, you become more aware of what passes your lips and it makes for a delicious outing.

So why do I enjoy eating solo? First of all, I don't need to share any dish with anyone. You say sharing is caring? Wait till someone wants that last bite of the delicious cheesecake or you need to half a juicy burger. Also, I can take my time with the food. Sometimes your dining companion is in a rush when you just want to savour every bite of the risotto. Moreover, I don't have to make awkward conversations. Not that I do that often but there are times when I get stuck next to someone unbearable at a dinner that I cannot get out of, at an otherwise wonderful restaurant. Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about!

That's not to say I don't enjoy eating with people. Good food does taste better when it is shared with friends - good being the operative word - and I also enjoy the intriguing conversations, the endless laughter, the friendly banter, and the exchange of food thoughts that are the essential ingredients of a satisfying meal. However, there are times when I find myself alone, hungry. While getting take-out is an option, I have trained myself to get a table for one and enjoy spending time with myself.

A couple years ago I was in New York City and walked past one of my favourite restaurants, Gramercy Tavern. Booking is normally necessary but because it was a table for one, I was quickly seated at a small table in the front section of the restaurant. After finishing the appetiser and main course, I was still hungry. So I asked for the menu again, and was given the dessert menu. The waitstaff was taken by surprise when I said I wanted another main course, and asked if I am expecting a friend. When I told him I was still hungry, he laughed and not only served me the second main course, but also gave me a glass of wine, complement of the restaurant. It was one of the best meal of my stay.

If you are an amateur solo diner, I recommend you test it out when you are traveling. The thrill of being in a new place and trying a new restaurant is usually enough to compensate for any awkwardness you may find. Or try sitting at the bar - I hate that but only because my legs are short and I literally have to jump down from the stool - or bring a book. Or an iPad. Then again you might never want to dine with other human beings ever again.

The irony is that when people eat together, they are busy texting other friends or checking their Blackberries. What is the point of having dining companions when one is eating with the head down, eyes glued on the screen? You might as well eat alone! I know I am guilty of that and I am trying to kick the habit. However, my excuse is to make notes on the meal. What's yours?