[annasuave]

I don't ever recall sitting In an Earl's restaurant thinking to myself "gosh, but I wish I could be assured that the beef on this menu was certifiably humane-sourced."

I do recall thinking things like: "why is my waitress shrink-wrapped into a tiny white blouse and why does she keep sticking her breasts in my ear?" or "couldn't they have sprung for carpet to make it less tinny-sounding in here?", or "dammit! I miss the chicken Hunan." to my personal head-scratcher "what did they do with all those parrots they used to have in this joint?"

Earls has a long way to go in terms of addressing humane issues regarding gender equality and sexism in the treatment of their staff before they take on humane treatment of cattle.

A little chicken Hunan would hurt along the way, either.

A good business school case, indeed.