My dad used to work in various restaurants so I grew up in kitchens. I learned a valuable lesson then that I carry with me today. Ignorance is bliss. You really don't want to know what goes on with your food when you go out to eat. You don't really want to know about the people in back handling your food. You just don't want to know. Just go with it and hope you don't get sick (which has only happened to me once with undercooked food some place).