In a short while I’m off to lunch with my friend Dan. Of all the meals lunch is the most versatile. It can be taken in a hurry, lingered over, may range from the least to the most informal and can take place in a variety of settings.
There are no airs and graces about lunch, it is the most honest of meals. Take the new lady in one’s life to dinner and the meal is packed with potential, promise and anxiety. Take her to lunch and it is a much lighter, more honest, more relaxed occasion. Something may come of it, or nothing may. It matters less at noon than at nine.
A long lunch is the sign of a civilised society. Time to chat, time to wax lyrical, time to enjoy the freshness of the day. And it usually costs far less than dinner.
I think Dan would be quite surprised by this post, however.