Geez, another thing I did wrong. I always just left them a note and moved to another state.
To answer seriously, no, I had not heard this. But I can see it. Apparently if you’re doing it “right” (there is a right way?) you want to be in a public place like a restaurant in case of, I guess, an emotional or possibly violent reaction?
First date with the missus was to Olive Garden. She introduced me to Insane Clown Posse on the drive. Rolling up on 12 years happy together.
Maybe the cliché has more to do with wisely having giant bowl o salad and scrummy breadsticks onboard before saying the magic words, “I break with thee, I break with thee, I break with thee.”
I’ve heard the (apocryphal?) story where the waitress tells her coworkers and customers that the couple at the corner table are holding hands and whispering; she’s certain he’s going to propose. Then, when the woman starts to cry, the restaurant errupts with applause. Yeah, they’re breaking up.
Right. Olive Garden is nice enough, but not too expensive. Breaking up at Burger King would be too tacky, but there’s no point in splurging at a four-star French restaurant for someone you’re not going to see again. Olive Garden says “I want to be nice to you, but not that nice.”