One of the kinda sad things about going to a convention alone is that one tends to eat most or all of one's meals alone. I don't mind this too much, generally speaking, as something that doesn't happen regularly. There are people I know in attendance, but they all know quite a few other folks and I've been pushed by the wayside. I'm not minding too terribly much, though, while it means I can choose where to go for my meals - and when - but sometimes one will meet another conference goer who's by herself.
Like I did during lunch earlier today. Yesterday I'd remembered passing by the Over/Under Bar and Grill, so I made a mental note and wandered in for lunch, where I was soon seated at the bar. Almost immediately I got chatted up by another woman who was in town for the same conference. We didn't exchange contact information at the end of lunch, but it was nice to have someone to chat with for a little while.
And in the meantime, I enjoyed a rather nice lunch of battered Icelandic cod served with waffle fries and house-made tartar sauce:
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