When I was growing up in suburban New Jersey in the 1960s, my parents would announce periodically that we would be going to go out to dinner. When the announcement was made, the evening was imbued with a festive air. We dressed up — I have a recollection of patent leather shoes and crinolines. Eating out was an occasion; it happened rarely and felt like an extravagance.
I don’t think my family was unique in this. Most people of that era — unless they worked in advertising — rarely ate out.
No longer. Now, everyone eats out all the time.
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