Why is it that when I eat a meal by myself, I so often just wind up choking down a Met-Rx bar? I'm sure there's some deep psychological meaning to it. Do I think of increasing my protein intake when I'm alone, and forget about it when other people are around? Is yummy food for with friends, not to be "wasted" on one person? Do I begrudge the time spent eating, unless I'm also having a conversation? Am I just a closet food-masochist? Yes Doctor, that inkblot looks like a Met-Rx bar...