There’s a restaurant called Souplantation that’s located about two miles from my home.
In our 3 1/2 years of California living, we’ve probably eaten there, oh, 30 times. First, it’s cheap. Second, it’s healthy (mainly salads and soups). Third, it’s close. Fourth, it’s easy. Fifth, we’ve gotten to know a handful of the people who work there, and they’re wonderful.
That said …
The bathrooms are gross. Always. There’s a piss puddle eternally nestled beneath the urinal, the garbage can overflows with paper towels, the sink is disgusting, the toilets are rarely (if ever?) cleaned.
And while I hate to say this about a place I truly dig, a grotesque restaurant bathroom has to make you wonder about the food, the bowls, the silverware, the staffers. It just seems, were one to manage a restaurant, he/she would make bathroom cleanliness a priority. I’ve never owned an eatery, but should it ever happen I’ll be certain the potty is checked every hour, on the hour.
Anyhow, just a vent.