Don’t pity me for eating alone, just give me a better table

Is there anything more blissful than having lunch on one’s own? You can choose what you want to eat (in my case, an entire avocado pear). You can select the music. You can read the paper. You can text. You can eat in bed, al fresco, feet up on the table, on the sofa in front of the TV, with fingers, commando style, whatever.