I miss dressing up to go out for Dinner,
I miss putting on make-up to to hide my 'flaws',
I miss picking out my outfit & accessories days in advance,
I miss looking at the the weather forecast & praying that the weather gods play along with my outfit choice,
I miss car doors & restaurant doors being held open for me,
I miss the Maitre d' recognising my name (well, why wouldn't he, I made the reservations)
I miss reading out dishes on the menu that I cannot even pronounce,
I miss saying yes to glasses of wine whose years of production I don't care about,
I miss staring at the wide array of cutlery & trying to figure out which one to pick first,
I miss the random conversations,
I miss seeing new people around me (of course at a social distance),
But what I miss the most is eating food prepared by someone else!
