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Restaurant grades

So the other day I was driving down Ventura Blvd. and I passed a restaurant that I went on a date to which a guy I met at a church dance. When I first passed it I thought, "oh I remember that place... it was the B restaurant with the B date I went on".

See the thing is, in LA county all restaurants are given a grade that they hang up in their windows for all the world to see. What it comes down to is the grade the restaurant is given explains how clean the facilities are. An A means it's met code requirements at least 90% of the time it's been inspected. You can get an A, B, or C and still be open for business. If you're still curious about it here's a link to the sweet doc.

http://publichealth.lacounty.gov/eh/RFIG/RETAIL%20FOOD%20INSPECTION%20GUIDE_V2007.pdf

Anyway, while I was driving past this restaurant I noticed it had (somewhat) recently been upgraded from a B to an A and it made me start to contemplate the date some more and what happened. It was a nice enough date, he was polite and we had a nice chat about all the mundane stuff you discuss on first dates. What made me think about it more was the fact that I never did go out with him again.

See my problem is that I'm a bit like the Health Department here, I go I take a small look and I make a judgement, it's only later that I realize that maybe I should re-evaluate and look a little deeper and most of the time I realize that perhaps I marked them a bit low. That just like this restaurant I probably should have visited a few more times and taken a closer look, because now when I look back on all the "B" dates I went on... they really weren't that bad.

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