Given a choice, I would not have breakfast, lunch or dine alone, in public. Not even with a novel or newspapers in hand. Worst still if sharing a table with 3 others, busy gossiping or grousing about office politics. Listen? Or try very hard to ignore juicy bits and concentrate on the bland food? Through observation, men are quite at ease happily tucking in their meal with or without an eating partner. On the other hand, it's so norm to munch on a puff, bun or sandwich while windowshopping. When the eyes and mind are roving around, the inhibition, subsides.