I was cordially greeted with "Table for one?" Normally, that wouldn't sting. But, it did. Yes, table for one... for the last friggin' six years of my life, thank you very much! "Yes" I responded, with an equally cordial (but strained) smile and took my seat, quickly noticing that I was the only one dining alone. Thank god it was happy hour and Nero Doro has a delicious Montepulciano.
Sometimes, the best Indie Date for a lonely Indie Girl is a place where, like Cheers, "everybody knows your name". I have yet to discover my home away from home where I become a familiar face that bellies up to the bar. But I think I've reached a certain comfort level at The Grey Dog, which is a cozy neighborhood hang in Union Square.
