I ate at a place the other weekend in Brooklyn for lunch. Some small plates BS, so we had to get a number of items. Without drinks we are talking $50/head for

I ate at a place the other weekend in Brooklyn for lunch. Some small plates BS, so we had to get a number of items. Without drinks we are talking $50/head for a couple to have lunch, easily hitting $100/head if you drank. The table they sat my wife & I at was, I swear to you, 2 square feet. It was a protrusion from the shelving in the wall that they had placed 2 backless tools at. It was like taking a 16" MacBook Pro and unfolding it so it was splayed open... I got the keyboard and wife got the screen. We actually begged to be sat at the bar instead but they declined. At some point it's just not worth it anymore. I'm too old for this. Maybe zoomers living in small studio who are meeting randos for a date. I had less eating space than when I eat my sad salad lunch at my desk. Who needs that anxiety on a Sunday afternoon. I have dining seating in my apartment for 6-8 people and I'm hunched over a veritable coach flight tray table and paying for the privilege?