Larry Wilson: In restaurant patios, the dogs have their day

CHARLIE'S getting a little old to plan a trip to Paris with.

Then there's the shots, the quarantine period, the learning to speak poodle.

Charlie's a dog, see, and we will not likely darken the doors of any French bistros together. Though as I recall you don't see a lot of border collies dining there, whether in bohemian Left Bank haunts or ritzy Right Bank Michelin-starred dining rooms.

Mostly, it's those little lap-sized things that the ladies who lunch bring with.

But we have often been glad to dine together in sidewalk situations in Pasadena. The city of course has its own Health Department and its own guidelines for dining, along with Long Beach and, uh, Vernon.

Imagine there are many outdoor dining areas in Vernon?

But now, thanks to a Los Angeles County Health Department decision last week, in cities that are not the above three, it's not only sidewalk dining avec chien that's allowed, but patio dining as well.

I've never understood why it wouldn't be. Or, for that matter, why you couldn't bring your well-behaved dog actually inside a restaurant, as the Frenchies do.

After all, you can take children into restaurants, and they're not well-behaved at all. What's a little giving the eye to the New York strip from a position on the floor compared with screaming and throwing of bowls filled with peas?

Sunday's random notes: Several years ago I went on my one and only adventure to Sushi Nozawa,

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Larry Wilson: In restaurant patios, the dogs have their day