No-Smoking Law in Beverly Hills

I live in Los Angeles, and the other night a friend and I went to Beverly Hills for a very pleasant dinner. We could taste our food instead of our neighbors’ acrid cigarette smoke. We could see all the way across the dining room to admire the decor. When we left, our clothes were fresh rather than permeated with stale smoke from the upholstery. And, of course, the food and service were excellent.

The eating establishments of Beverly Hills are going to see me, and most of my friends, quite often from now on. There may be a few obdurate smokers who will leave Beverly Hills to dine in restaurants where they can still annoy their fellow guests, but I and others like me will more than compensate the restaurateurs of Beverly Hills for any loss of smokers’ business.

MARK SEECOF

Los Angeles