O'Charleys Birmingham, Alabama: D

There is little in life more fun than a late night summer run into an on the road diner/restaurant that serves up ribs and super greasy fries. Turns out, O'Charley's of Birmingham, AL, delivers and left all three of us feeling "Oh.... Charlie"! Anyhow, the bathrooms in O'Charleys were busy and completely interesting. They provided quite a musical of Southern drawl and conversations that ran as specific as, "I think I would like to order a soda pop- a coke." The bathrooms also offered choices for drying the hands, you could use paper towels or you could use air dryers, you decide- trees or coal. Anyhow, the bathroom was packed and there was not enough standing room. Everyone kept getting hit in the butt with the door. Natalia thought this was hilarious. We were there for her and had to use the baby changer which always grosses me out. We laid out our materials, laid down a nice clean liner from home and changed diapers in the handicapped stall. O'Charleys did not deliver on is bathroom... it has to earn a D. You see, the changers was alright but there was no where to throw out a diaper. Did they expect us to put it back in our diaper bags or what? I was cracking up thinking, what are my choiceds here, put it behind the flusher, in our diaper bag, or give it to the waitstaff. Just so you know, I carried it outside to the dumpster keeping the worker of OCharleys in my mind. It was a tight squeeze, kinda messy, and without trashcans. I give O'Charley's of Birmingham a D,no failure, because the Southern accents were too fabulous!

We love Seaside: A

Nesteled here in the terrific-ness of Seaside there are many a bathroom to choose from for various needs and desires. Choices are good. You've got the public ones just outside the rooftop deck bar, equipped with frigid A/C- its nice. Then you've got the cabana baths under each stairway to the ocean equipped without A/C but with rinse off shower- its nice. But then, there is the famous bath, near and dear to the traumatics of Noah and my hearts. It was one year while in Seaside, shopping for our beach reads, when suddenly the room began to spin and the books began to float. I felt terrible and broke out in the cold sweats. Immediately announced that I needed fresh air, I wobbled out the store and made my way to the cool ocean breeze. I didn't make it there. I got as far as the between spot of Modica Market and the furniture store and, OUT like a light, down for the count. Just plain old passed out and fell to the ground. Next thing I knew, Noah is slapping my face panicked and the paramedics are checking my blood sugars. Next think I know about myself is that I immediately need a bathroom unsure of which end will give relief- sorry. Turns out- both! The nearest bathroom was the public one behind our house, Close to Eden. At the time they were pretty great. Stainless steel shiny ones with cool circle sinks. This year, however, they got a makeover and rock it like O'Hare airport bathrooms. They kept the sinks and added just 2 stalls that have floor to ceiling mint green opaque glass. This trippy sliding locks and eco friendly flushing options. The tiles are my Seaside classic white and the place is spotless. I give it a total and complete A!