So I’m sure you know about the new ranking system of restaurant violations. The least violations earn the restaurant an A, and the more you get the lower the grade.
Needless to say, I was utterly shocked when one of my favorite restaurants, Note Thai, on Bushwich Avenue, was shut down. Not only did they have my picture and a few dozen other photos of locals on the wall, but they were the only Thai place in our neck of the woods, and they served a kick ass extra spicy chicken pad thai, the hallmark of a worthy Thai restaurant.
I lay in bed last night imagining what the straw that broke the Thai camel’s back looked like. Maybe they didn’t have soap in the bathroom. Maybe there were cockroaches in the corner. Maybe it was just a hundred little things. Any way, I’m still sad.
And I don’t despair about eating there even though it was dirty. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that it probably was so good because it was dirty. Now, I’m out of luck. I can’t always eat falafel from the Pita Palace. I’m resentful about the ranking system in general. I don’t see the health rankings in window shops. I want Note Thai back.


