Because Dinner Date has minimal gameplay elements and interaction capacity for the player, all it can be judged on is the prose and character snapshot offered by the internal monologue that drives the story - which is honestly just atrocious.
Julian is an irredeemable faux-intellectual who never grew out of his Holden Caufield phase despite being in his late twenties, a terrible and oblivious Male Novelist Joke that sprang to life to brood in his kitchen while dragging on a cheap cigarette.
Even if Dinner Date is given the benefit of the doubt and Julian's views on women, race and modern culture are taken to be scathingly ironic and satirical (of his character, as opposed to the subjects), no solid conclusion is given at the end to make this clear to the player.
Julian's choice to get drunk and go out with his buddies to ♥♥♥♥ twenty year old women is presented as an affirming outcome, as if this somehow completes his arc and resolves his character flaw rather than perpetuates it.
Ideologically bankrupt, Dinner Date would be lucky to receive a D- if handed in as a English Lit 101 assignment and only just barely manages to qualify as a game. Spend your time better. #badgame