Who is "me" and why did I start this?

I work from home almost every day.

Around dinner time, I get cabin fever.

Most of my friends are married, coupled, or otherwise have the forethought to make other plans for dinner.

Thus, a lot, it's just me, at the bar.

These are the chronicles of life as a single diner in restaurants that serve food (and drink, of course) at the bar.  Mostly in Houston, but in other great locales as well.