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You might hate the thought of communal eating in restaurants.
You might think it’s a fate worse than death to bump elbows with strangers on your date night. Or when someone overhears an intimate conversation between you and your best friend.
And what if you’re seated next to a manspreader? Or someone who is sick?
Whilst these are all valid points, they may be moot because apparently, restaurants are bringing back the communal dining table.
It is officially the Next Big Thing.
And not just in informal places either. Some of the most bougie restaurants in the world have clients sitting ass to ass whilst serving $150 tasting menus.
I totally appreciate the concerns. They’re valid. But as someone who owned a wine bar whose floor space was largely occupied by a communal table, I can’t say I hate the idea.
In fact, I quite like it.
Because when it comes to eating out, there is more at stake than you may realise.
For both you and the restaurant.