My friend, the hootster, left an interesting tidbit on his blog yesterday. ( see title of this foray! )
Seems the lemons you receive with water/tea in a restaurant have all kinds of diseases on them. Fecal matter, viruses, et al. And you, the idiot, er, discerning customers are unaware of what goes on behind the scenes in the kitchens.
I used to require the staff to wash 30-40 lbs. of lemons ( 166 count for the uninitiated ) in a big dishpan before cutting back in the day. But, as in most places, the team members would rather cut 'em straight from the box. Too much trouble and all that.
At the airport the staff would slice the tomatoes from the box, as well. Ooer!! What a crock of shit.
I recall, too, when the news media of Atlanta tested the tea urn containers at various restaurants, fast food emporiums, et al. And found fecal matter and bacterias throughout. Yummy, eh?
So you discerning eat-out customers, I have one bit of advice for you. Caveat emptor.
Tea for two, v.c.
P.S. The place where I currently reside/work has iced tea. I wouldn't drink it for all the, er, tea in China. Why? We never clean the spigots on a regular basis. Talk about ooey-gooey. Apologies to Officer Don from the "Popeye Club." Circa my own childhood.
2 comments:
Remember "sun tea"? That's when it was cool (no pun intended) to make iced tea by putting teabags into plain water without boiling and letting it rest in the sun until the tea had leached out into the water.
Interesting idea until someone figured out that tea leaves, unlike coffee beans, are never roasted. Consequently all those little living organisms that get on them from the places where they are grown...where sanitation practices are not what we want to discuss...are sleeping there waiting to grow again, like last year's weeds in the lawn. Hmm. When a bunch of people got sick from drinking sun tea, it was decided that boiling wasn't such a bad idea after all.
We don't want to know, but most spices also never get sanitized either. I recall one of the first times I was in New York going through the "spice district" down around Canal Street. (This was years ago so things have probably changed by now.) I saw a pile of paprika about the size of a Volkswagen dumped on a loading dock, ready to be handled with shovels. Think about that next time you garnish with a sprinkling of paprika.
Missed you at the reunion Saturday. Sorry you couldn't make it. Maybe next year?
Slippery
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