"... and to accompany that?"  As dining out becomes more of a
performance should we be thinking more carefully about our
choice of soundtrack? A guitar player in Sardi's restaurant in
New York  There are plenty of things in life, which, whilst
perfectly enjoyable in their own right, should never be
combined. Sex and football; hand-dived scallops and cheesy mash;
Simon Schama and Peter Kay; alcohol and landing a plane; that
sort of thing. To this list I would add: eating in a restaurant
and "entertainment".  It is not a view shared by Jean-Paul
Maurel. His Bel Canto mini-chain already runs two, ahem,
"lyrical dining" restaurants in Paris, which combine food and
live opera. He has just opened a third in London. At a whopping
£65-a-head for three courses, diners eat as a cast of
professional and student singers perform popular Puccini and
Verdi arias on the restaurant floor. Were that not traumatic
enough, at the end of the evening, guests - yes, the tone deaf,
the drunk, the overbearing am-dram enthusiast - are