Why is it so cold inside?

Summer’s Frost

Stepping out of our cool Honda and into the summer’s heat is almost a shock to the body. Since exiting our air-conditioned car and out into 90-plus degrees summer air. I begin to sweat almost instantaneously . Like a chilled glass of ice tea covered with condensation. Beads of sweat quickly formed and roll down my forehead once exposed to the outside summer’s air fryer. Certainly, makes one wished he or she stayed inside the chilled car and drive through McDonalds instead.
But no, we went inside the sit-down at the take our order table restaurant. My wife’s favorite Mexican eatery. Actually, I like it as well. Great chips and salsa.
We walk through the interim entrance and through another set of glass doors. Once inside something hits you again and Especially if wearing Bermuda shorts and a crew neck T-shirt. After shuffling inside, my legs and shoulders began to frost over due to the extreme climate switcheroo. From a blasting outside 90-degrees we are hit by, what seems like a 40-degree inside wall of frosty air. Why? Why is it so cold in here? Does the restaurant not have a walk-in freezer? Do they store their meats and spoilables on their counter top space? Man, this is freaking nuts. I’m freezing you guys!
But after a few moments adjusting to the restaurant’s artic air, it hits me why they do this. The restaurant kitchen has no separate A/C. But in order to force cool air into the kitchen from the dining room and into the food prep area the establishment’s manager must turn down the air in the main eating area with hopes the cool will eventually make its way into the boiling and broiling kitchen. High temp ovens, hot griddles, and stove tops working full forge. Sometimes it could get up to 110-degrees or most likely more.
Knowing all this my wife often chides me for wearing long pants and shirt when eating out in the heat of summer. Especially eating out at an eatery with north pole temperatures. And this same chilling climate exists in other full-service restaurants as well. “You folks enjoy your meal.”
It might be best to just do ‘Take out’ instead. Home is where the thermostat is. At least I can put on my hoody when needed. Pass the green chili sauce please.

Published by OkieMan

I come from a family who migrated from the parched red dirt Plaines of southern rural Oklahoma. Migrating to blue collar working class community of East Los Angeles. There is where I was born. I am Mr. Writermelon. I can only write what my grammar and spell checker allows. I am neither profound nor profane. Boy howdy! Send comment to: Mr.writermelon@gmail.com

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