Libra — today

Two stars. Would not return. Atmosphere: indecisive. Service: delayed while the host reconsidered the menu three times. *Venus* sits in *Cancer* right now, which means your relationship with food today is embarrassingly emotional. You didn't want the soup. You wanted comfort, and soup was the nearest available candidate. You also didn't want the coffee, you wanted the barista to notice you looked tired and ask if you were alright. Neither of these is a food order. Both of them are cries for help disguised as lunch. Meanwhile, *Mars* is grinding against *Pluto* in a square that has no chill whatsoever, so the moment someone commented on what you were eating, you took it entirely personally. You were right to. **Fortune cookie:** The meal you actually wanted isn't on any menu, which is both the problem and, if you squint, the beginning of cooking.