Why I Gave Up Restaurants

Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite restaurant?

I don’t really have a favorite restaurant anymore—at least, not in the way I used to. There was a time when trying out new places, sampling different cuisines, and enjoying the ambiance of a bustling restaurant felt like such a thrill. But somewhere along the way, things shifted for me.

These days, I’ve found myself becoming a lot more intentional about how I live, especially when it comes to health and wellness. It didn’t happen overnight, but gradually, I began paying closer attention to how certain foods made me feel—not just in the moment, but afterward too. That post-meal sluggishness, the random headaches, the bloating… it all started to feel like my body was gently (or maybe not so gently) asking me to listen.

So I started cooking more at home. Not fancy meals or elaborate recipes—just simple, nourishing food made with real ingredients. What surprised me was how grounding and satisfying it became, not just physically but emotionally too. Cooking turned into a kind of ritual, a way of caring for myself, of slowing down in a world that moves way too fast. The more I leaned into that lifestyle, the less appealing eating out became.

Now, eating out is more of an occasional thing, and when it does happen, I tend to choose places very mindfully—somewhere with clean, whole ingredients, or a place that aligns with how I now see food: as fuel, as medicine, and as something deeply connected to well-being. Because of that shift, I can’t say I have a favorite restaurant at the moment. I just haven’t been out enough to build that kind of connection with a place.

And honestly? I don’t miss it. There’s a different kind of joy in sitting down to a meal you made yourself, knowing it was prepared with care and intention. It’s not just about eating anymore—it’s about nurturing. So while I used to chase flavor and atmosphere, now I chase balance, simplicity, and health. And in this season of life, that feels more satisfying than any restaurant ever could.

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5 thoughts on “Why I Gave Up Restaurants

  1. This felt like reading a love letter to your own kitchen—and maybe a quiet breakup note to the fancy menus outside. I smiled because I’ve also had those restaurant meals where the food looked like art, but my stomach felt like it had been lied to.

    There’s something powerful about taking the knife into your own hands—chopping, stirring, tasting. It’s like telling your body, “I hear you now.”

    Cooking at home isn’t just about health—it’s about trust. You stop outsourcing care to strangers in aprons and start giving it back to yourself, one humble vegetable at a time.

    Your story reminded me that real healing doesn’t always come in a bottle or a diet plan—sometimes, it comes from standing barefoot in the kitchen, stirring a pot that smells like memory and feels like peace.

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