Pittsburgh used to post letter grades, IIRC.
When we lived in NW PA, my brother was in the pool hall/hangout/snack shop and the health inspector was there, and a rat ran across the room, right out in the middle of the floor.
Inspector locked the place down. It never reopened. I don't know what became of the pool tables.
Before we quit going to Mama Wok in Cary, I noticed that they just couldn't get their score over 91, in 3 or 4 inspections.
Last trip in to pick up carry out, I went to the rest room
, did an about face, paid for my food, and we NEVER went back.
I was in a Subway a few years ago, and thought the place looked a little questionable, but was halfway through my sandwich when that feller over in the corner stood up and posted a "90" inspection score.
Sorta took the taste off of lunch a little.
My younger brother-in-law flipped burgers at a famous arched place. They used to have contests to see how many they could get on the grille, flipping them over the shoulder.
They couldn't throw any away, since they had to be accounted for, and they couldn't justify the number that hit the floor.
10-11 years ago, a local beanery had to advertise for and try to hunt down customers after one of the staff came down with hepatitis (B?).
The shots were paid for, for those that they located.
I think it about put them out of business, but they are still there.
We went to the beach a few years ago, and EVERY restaurant we went into had a "B" in the 86-87 range.
Health inspector was in the zone...
The fish store with the "98" sold us a whole lot of steamed shrimp that vacation.
We went to a waffle joint and stepped over the big old garden hose that they had fed in through the front door.
They were hosing the crud off the floor and pushing it around with a broom. Awe-inspiring, indeed.
Server proudly told us, "We're having our annual inspection tomorrow, and we are going to ace it!" I wish I had gone back to check.
Wife said, "Why do we come to ****** *****?" I've never been able to answer, and it was about 3 years before we went into another one. (Good Bacon...
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I met my wife as we both sold popcorn in a 90 year old movie theater. Many years ago, I used to mop the kitchen floor in a truck stop.
Let your imagination run wild....
Anybody ever eat at the Varsity in Atlanta?
I used to work with a guy who would say, "You should eat a pound of dirt a year." He was ALWAYS sick.
I think I'm good to outlive ol' Methuselah. Trying not to build up too many more dirt reserves.
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I can't eat Joe's wild boars cause he has never sanitized his spear since his first kill. 
