I can forgive an overdressed salad and an inexperienced server. What I can't forgive are TVs in restaurants. I'll make two exceptions, for establishments whose names include the words sports and bar, and for those whose menus list chicken wings and potato skins. Okay, I'll give you a third: airports. But unless aliens are attacking, I don't care what's on TV while I'm eating. Some cities--I'm talking to you, Boston and Washington, D.C.--even mix dining with Law & Order reruns. Until you find me the customer who comes in specifically to watch the Discovery Channel while eating seared scallops, let's keep the sets at home. --Andrew Knowlton