Restaurant Panic

So I thought I would write about restaurants and the panic they entail. The disordered thoughts. A normal person would just randomly pick a place to eat and just go with it. With me, it is as follows.

First I pick a restaurant that I know has some sort of 'safe food.' i.e. salads. So Thai/Chinese/Italian/Mexican are usually out of the question unless I can order a Mexican Salad or Italian 'salad.' So then usually my restaurant choice is usually down to 'American Cuisine.' Then there is the disordered habit of if a menu is online then I will study it for up to a day in advance and pre-pick what I will be getting. Oh I can't wait until I can pick whatever I went at wherever I want. Hence this snippit from 'Building Beauty Beyond Body'

"But I was put on the spot and panicked a little and reverted to ye old boring ED favorite, the grilled chicken salad. Once I am truly fully recoverED I'm never going to order one of those damn things in a restaurant again, after so many years of feeling like it was my only option everywhere I went."

I thought this was funny and really similar to what I go through.