Somewhere in the past 22 years, eating became a social activity for me, and only a social activity. If I don't have an set date to eat with someone, I forget to eat. This is problematic when I am in a new place and don't know very many people. If I am by myself and I remember to eat, then I feel guilty for wasting both money and calories on something that I don't necessarily have to do.


My nightly ritual has become listening to Xtina's "Ain't No Other Man" in a McDonald's in Paris. It is so, so right.