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Getting a B from the Health Department was a huge bummer for me. Partly because I was a good student who has a Pavlovian drive to score high on any test and partly because the new letter grades are a deeply subjective process that seems designed to increase revenue to the city. I was too naive to hire a lawyer right off the bat (which is what smart restaurants do) to fight my B and so it hung around my neck like a Hester Prynne’s scarlet A (which was sewn on her dress, but you get the picture…). Then, last week, at 9pm, right smack dab in the middle of a busy service a Health Department Inspector came barreling into Dirt Candy catching me totally off guard. I was ready to get physical and drive her away with my tiny fists, but she was relentless and conducted an inspection of Dirt Candy against my will, bringing the dining room to a screeching halt. And the result was…an A!?! It was a really nice surprise for me since I fully expected to get a B again.

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Photographic proof!

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So the next time you eat at Dirt Candy realize that I’ve been studying hard and brought up my grades. You’re dining in an A + establishment now! I’m sure everything already tastes better!

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