One of my favorite things to do in the summer, and I am not at all embarrassed to admit it, is to go to the theatre. Ironic isn’t it? The weather suddenly becomes nice and I want to spend my time indoors. I happen to not be a fan of hot weather. I prefer the cold. So in the winter I am more active outside than in the summer. And when it gets hot and sticky out, I like to do activities that take me indoors. To the nice temperature controlled theatre I go… Generally the performances are a couple hours long. I am perfectly content to sit and bask in the glow of the air conditioning in my little velvet seat. My wife will accompany me to these affairs, and we will usually find a nice spot to eat before or afterward. There was a time, however, when the place we went to eat was unluckily devoid of A/C. It was after the play. We had walked across the street from the theatre to a little place that had gotten good reviews. When we walked in, the atmosphere was lovely except for the lack of air conditioning. I immediately asked the Maitre D about the A/C situation and he confirmed that the restaurant did not have air conditioning on in the building that evening because of how nice the weather was outside. I was immediately skeptical. I wasn’t sure if I was going to like their food, seeing as the people didn’t even have enough sense to turn the A/C on. Surely I did not want the cook to be sweating all over my food. As if reading my mind, the Maitre D mentioned in his rapid flow of conversation that the kitchen was the only area that maintained A/C constantly. Nearly year round, in fact. The heat was so extreme, it was necessary. According to him, anyway. I couldn’t help thinking to myself that what was necessary was keeping the guest’s from sweating their faces off while they eat.