More Than a Meal: Why We Go to Restaurants
A birthday reflection—for anyone who’s ever needed restoring.
We need to eat to live.
But that’s never been the whole story.
If food were only fuel, we’d all be dining alone at home with microwaves and meal plans.
Instead, we gather. We reserve. We dress up. We linger.
And we seek something more than calories and convenience.
The word restaurant comes from the French restaurer - meaning to restore.
It was never just about nourishment.
Since the creation of restaurants as institutions, it has been about replenishment and care.
I visit restaurants frequently in my line of work—consulting with chefs, optimizing service flow, developing wine programs, and streamlining systems. But now and then, I go for the same reason everyone else does:
To feel human.
To feel connected.
To feel restored.
This year, on my birthday — after a long, full day — I found myself doing what I’ve done many times before: heading to Il Canale, an independently owned Italian restaurant in Georgetown.
Il Canale is not flashy. It’s not new... And that’s precisely why I love it.
The menu hasn’t changed much… at least in the past three years, and neither has much of the serving staff and management. There’s comfort in that kind of consistency. The food is and feels authentically Italian, not just in flavor, but in spirit.
We’ll get to the topic of What is Italian Cuisine? on our next edition…
Stay tuned.
For a while, a former manager, Riccardo, was someone I first met during a consulting project. That connection added a layer of warmth. But even now, with or without familiar faces, the space itself offers something rare:
A meal that knows what it is.
A place that holds you while you catch your breath.
And then—without a prompt and with a big smile—they brought me a complimentary cannolo with a single candle.
A simple gesture.
But it landed with weight.
Even as someone who’s spent years behind the curtain of this industry—even knowing full well how that magic trick is done—it still felt like real magic.
How did they know?
Most likely a note from a past reservation.
But let’s not spoil it.
Sometimes, part of being restored is letting yourself believe.
That’s the part we often overlook when discussing restaurants solely in terms of logistics or profitability. Yes, operations matter.
Cost percentages, P&Ls, timing, ticket times.
I live in that world.
But I also know that people don’t go out just for sustenance.
They go for a little bit of magic.
A moment where time slows, where you’re seen, where joy sneaks in with the sauce.
Restaurants at their best restore something in us that we didn’t know we had lost.
They remind us that living well isn’t just about staying alive.
It’s about feeling alive.
And that’s why, no matter how many spreadsheets I touch or systems I build,
I’ll always believe in the heart of hospitality… because even consultants need to be restored from time to time.
While writing this, I’m at a restaurant having lunch.
Still living the truth of it.
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To my fellow restaurant professionals:
Don’t forget the magic.
Don’t lose sight of the sacred spark that lives in the details.
A smile. A well-timed pour. A remembered name. A dessert with a candle.
In a world that often rushes past the human moments,
YOU are the ones slowing it down just long enough for someone to feel seen.
Keep creating that space.
Keep restoring the world, one table at a time.
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Written by Rafael Delgado
The Shape of Hospitality
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