Remember that fifty years ago most people NEVER ate out, they used to cook.
Absolutely; I think that this is something that a lot of folks under (say) the age of thirty genuinely don’t realise. As an example, as a child in the late 1970s and 1980s, places like York had traditional pubs, some cafés and a smattering of Department store and hotel restaurants. Finding somewhere for lunch was actually quite tricky, I remember.
My parents were middle class, and we lived in London. We NEVER EVER ate out, even on annual holiday, when all your meals were supplied in the guest house. I do remember once being taken by my grandfather for lunch in the local department store, as a special treat for something or other.
As above, department store dining was a real treat, often with an extra buzz on market days. I’ll never forget being a wide eyed child in Binns in Darlington and Barker’s in Northallerton - the latter with white table cloths, waitresses in black frocks with white aprons; the lot. Not a pastiche - that’s how it was. I remember this, and I’m only in my forties, which shows how quickly this whole industry of dining as a leisure pastime industry has grown.