This Doesn't Look Like Kansas, Toto
Welcome to the world of COVID-19 where up is down and right is wrong.
A world where tattoo's are essential but elective medical and dental procedures are not.
And restaurants are allowed to serve food but only for take-out. Your prepaid meal is in a plastic bag delivered by a person in a mask and gloves who places it in your trunk.
No checking until you get home where your hamburger and fries miraculously transformed into a fish sandwich with onion rings.
My wife and I do not eat out that often. That choice preceded COVID-19. But one of our favorite restaurants was always a choice for romantic dining on special occasions.
A world where tattoo's are essential but elective medical and dental procedures are not.
And restaurants are allowed to serve food but only for take-out. Your prepaid meal is in a plastic bag delivered by a person in a mask and gloves who places it in your trunk.
No checking until you get home where your hamburger and fries miraculously transformed into a fish sandwich with onion rings.
My wife and I do not eat out that often. That choice preceded COVID-19. But one of our favorite restaurants was always a choice for romantic dining on special occasions.
That was then. This is now.
Restaurant patrons are not allowed to enter until they have been scanned to see if they have a temperature. At this point they are using an infrared scanner vs the more reliable rectal probe. As long as they are above room temp but below 100.4 they are allowed to advance to the next station.
Hand sanitizing is in order, but no foot washing.
Guests are greeted by a staff member wearing a surgical mask and medical exam gloves. The menu is disposable, one time use only.
Tables are now separated by non-bulletproof Plexiglass. Eating utensils are wrapped in paper. At least for now they are stainless, not plastic.
Seating is reduced and for now can only operate at 25% of max capacity.
Sounds like a real mood killer. The only thing worse would be Hannibal Lecter explaining the menu.
Restaurants that CHOOSE to open have a list of 39 rules that must be followed.
In Georgia it is easier to get a tattoo than to enjoy a meal at a nice restaurant.
Oh. What. Fun.
Chow!
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