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A San Francisco Girl's Down and Dirty Adventures in the Culinary Playground

Friday, July 13, 2007

My New Favorite Thing

It's an exciting Friday night in the Restaurant Whore household, let me tell you. Jon and I spent a good part of this evening viewing what I can only call the most AWESOME SITE EVER.

Ever wanted to know what sorts of nasties are lurking in the kitchens of your favorite restaurants? Well here's your chance. Who's blowing snot in the soup? Re-serving bread? Providing a nice resting spot for vermin?

I got contacted by one of the folks from this site yesterday because they wanted my feedback, and I have to say that I looooooooove it. Haven't stopped playing with it since. I particularly love how it predicts what I'm searching for with each letter I type.

Riddle me this, though: why, oh why, is it a greater violation to have a few dirty utensils than it is to have rats and mice in your kitchen? I could give two shits if my chef is downing a beer while s/he cooks, but allowing roaches to throw a little party in the back room? Not cool, bitches, not cool. That's the health department's fault, though, not the fault of Clean Scores so don't hold it against them.

I predict this site will come in especially handy when Jon's mom comes to visit. This is a woman who will not allow anyone to walk on a hotel carpet barefoot (although she did drink a glass of a stranger's wine that he had left behind when we were in the Cinque Terre so my logic may be flawed).

Clean Scores, will you marry me?


"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld


Blogger Mo said...

That site reminds me of when I was a kid, on Tuesdays CBS used to run the health code violaters and closures in NYC. I used love watching it.

7/15/2007 8:39 AM  
Blogger Sam said...

this info has actually been available online in SF for as long as I can remember.

7/15/2007 11:30 PM  
Blogger Cynthia said...

Hi Joy, just wanted to let you know that after reading your review of Amber India, and receiving a second recommendation from a friend, I tried Amber India yesterday and loved it. (And then wrote my own, shorter review, of course). Especially enjoyed the Butter Chicken. So, thank you!

7/18/2007 10:02 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good find! I'll make a note of it:) Up here in Sonoma County the restaurant food safety reports are online:
Joanne -

8/01/2007 5:46 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

My aunt has always been a germophobe. It runs in the family. My mom puts EVERYTHING in ziploc bags, but that seemed normal because I saw her do it all the time (although one of my boyfriends was offended when he stopped by my parents' house to pick something up for me on his way to visit - she had already put it in a ziploc bag, which prompted him to ask, "How dirty does she think my car is?").

My aunt, however, managed to mortify me when I was a teenager. She came to visit with her year old baby. We went out to eat, but when we got to the restaurant, she insisted that she could not put her baby in the high chair until the waiter brought a pot of hot water. She then proceeded to wash the entire high chair and tray with hot water AND THEN wiped it down with baby wipes.

At the time, I was embarrassed beyond belief by her germophobia. Hey, I was a teenager and just being seen in public with her was enough to make me cringe. As an adult, I have seen the way some restaurants "clean" things like tabletops so I am a little more understanding of the incident these days. I don't think kids should be eating fistfuls of dog crap, but they also don't need to live in completely sterile environments either.

Anyway, sounds like your mother in law would get along really well with my aunt. I would say they should get together and go bowling a la The Breakfast Club, but they would end up talking about how the rented shoes are filled with cooties and gawd knows what is growing inside the finger holes of the bowling balls.

9/06/2007 1:25 AM  

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