Something I've written in my journal got me to thinking......If you're someone who never worked in the food industry but fancies great restaurants -like they're a professional sports team -and you secretly consider yourself a well informed "foodie" (who asks the server ten million questions even a seasoned chef could never answer-- all in an effort to illustrate your hobbyist knowledge to the rest of the table) , here's one last tid-bit of information to fill the plate of your closeted snobby epicurean persona (yes I'm speaking to you Mr. Wine tasting power professional): your dishes were probably washed by virtual slave labor, 80% of the time there is something happening in the kitchen that potentially puts your life at risk but since the worst rarely happens you are simply unaware of it, 90% of the time there is something in the kitchen putting all the employees safety at risk, 100% of the time the employees are not enjoying the benefits of obvious labor laws the rest of the world gets without question, the possibility that your server is either having a tryst with a cook, just had sex in the walk-in, or is doing coke on the side is very probable. It is more than likely that the person who cooked your meal is stoned and if (s)he's not hung over (s)he will be tomorrow. Now that's what I call sophistication.