I wish we had a bugtracker for society. Lacking one, let me make this an official bug report.
Over the course of the past few centuries, for various reasons, our culture has managed to move the big meal of the day from midday to evening. This causes many problems, but whinging about bad dreams from eating too late, or obesity from eating and then resting, really misses the main problem:
Dinner is bad for romance.
You go out on a date. You eat a big meal. You follow it up with a big desert. Now you have several problems.
1) Burps and farts, which are the natural outcome of a delicious, rich meal, have a tendency to break certain delicate romantic moods.
2) The complex array of lingering tastes and aftertastes from an appropriately constructed meal often makes for kisses that are more … richly flavored than we might want them to be.
3) Sexual acrobatics are less fun when conducted on a full and sloshing stomach. I am not at my best, physically, when feeling like a large, overfed sloth.
Following up dinner with a movie is the current solution to the problem. This keeps me up past my bed time, however, and romance after the movie tends to comprise falling lazily asleep in each other’s arms (not that I’m knocking falling asleep in each other’s arms, but that’s not the only outcome one might be shooting for).
Report filed. Now get to fixing it, Everyone.