It was a special occasion, a special day- It was my birthday! The clock struck 8, I was dressed in my best attire with perfect heels and a black versace sling bag went left and right on my arm as i walked passed the doorway to rush to my husband in the car horning.
Dining at the most fancy place in Dubai, I felt a wave of perfect contentment. My husband always does this part of his job right to make me feel special. My view to a fancy restaurant was quite different, I always thought not many people would want to spend so much for just a dinner but obviously "there ain't no limit in Dubai". The restaurant was neither serene nor quiet, it was a market place with a humungous spread. The slogan eat till you die would fit perfect for that scenario. My stomach screamed when I had just finished my starters and there I was looking at the whole buffet which had the main course and a huge section of desserts, it was as if I am at the starting point of a race and I have already given up before it has started but still looking at it with yearning eyes to win it. It was indeed a gastrointestinal explosion!
On the way back a thought lingered from the restaurant where is all this remaining food stocked up there going to go now? I am sure 50% of the food will be wasted but are restaurants taking any initiative to avoid wastage of food or is it going to be trashed in the garbage cans?
That night i ate like a monster, I felt a shiver when suddenly as I was thinking about the food wastage happening in the world. Is every night food which is in excess at the restaurant is being wasted or end up finding its way into a landfill?
One question to be remembered to ask each restaurant manager while your dining at is-
Dining at the most fancy place in Dubai, I felt a wave of perfect contentment. My husband always does this part of his job right to make me feel special. My view to a fancy restaurant was quite different, I always thought not many people would want to spend so much for just a dinner but obviously "there ain't no limit in Dubai". The restaurant was neither serene nor quiet, it was a market place with a humungous spread. The slogan eat till you die would fit perfect for that scenario. My stomach screamed when I had just finished my starters and there I was looking at the whole buffet which had the main course and a huge section of desserts, it was as if I am at the starting point of a race and I have already given up before it has started but still looking at it with yearning eyes to win it. It was indeed a gastrointestinal explosion!
On the way back a thought lingered from the restaurant where is all this remaining food stocked up there going to go now? I am sure 50% of the food will be wasted but are restaurants taking any initiative to avoid wastage of food or is it going to be trashed in the garbage cans?
That night i ate like a monster, I felt a shiver when suddenly as I was thinking about the food wastage happening in the world. Is every night food which is in excess at the restaurant is being wasted or end up finding its way into a landfill?
One question to be remembered to ask each restaurant manager while your dining at is-
- What is happening to the remaining food?
- Is it thrown away?


