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Sunday, November 18, 2007

What's That Smell? ?

From EyeWitness News - Huntington WV:

You've heard about mouse droppings in food bins, spoiled food on buffet tables and roach infestations in our Behind the Kitchen Door series. This time, Patrick Mcmurtry has a special report with what he calls the most disgusting thing he's seen since he's been doing these reports.

Inspectors found a nasty odor in the Aristocrat bar in Huntington. They went back and discovered the disgusting truth, the nasty odor was coming from fluids oozing from the bar owner's legs. Carl Scarberry is the owner of the Aristocrat. The bar remains open despite years of health reports showing the floors were soiled from blood and bodily fluids from leg ulcers.

More on this story, as well as the video, HERE.


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Blogger Parson said...

You would think people wouldn't go to a place like that and it would have to close due to lack of business.

title="comment permalink">November 18, 2007 1:58 PM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

This is one of the reasons I rarely eat out. A couple of my daughters worked in restaurants when they were in high school and college and they would tell me which places to avoid. Some of the worst places to eat are the Chinese Takeout restaurants....you have no idea what's hidden in your Moo Goo Gai Pan.

title="comment permalink">November 18, 2007 6:48 PM  
Blogger John Good said...

Parson - In the video, they remarked that the place was never busy, yet stayed afloat. Maybe he has some sort of illegal sideline or something. . .

ME - Creme of Sum Yun Gai? ;)

title="comment permalink">November 18, 2007 8:54 PM  
Blogger Robert Rouse said...

Sheesh, John! That old bit??? LOL When I was 12 years old I worked flipping burgers at a drag strip - cars, not nude men who like to dress up as women. We were constantly cooking and as if I recall, the old lady who ran the joint basically let all these 12 and 13 year old kids run the various snack shacks. We all talked about doing things to food, but we never did. Plus, we were always swamped and everyone who came through could see us cooking.

title="comment permalink">November 19, 2007 1:41 AM  

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