My best friend and I used to critique restaurants with each other after meals out, and we always critiqued the bathroom, too! Obviously we noticed, and cared. We even joked that if we were real restaurant critics, a bad bathroom in a great restaurant would be enough to trash a review.
Years and years ago, we went to a dive of a place that actually made us feel so uncomfortable that we left before eating (just had a quick drink while trying to decide where else to go). I mean, there was a taxidermy bear in this place, and all beer came in a can. Before we left, we both had to pee and found the most modern, up-to-date bathroom we’d ever seen. Everything was brand new, sparkling clean and touch-less – at a time when touch-less stuff wasn’t being seen anywhere yet. It was so oddly out of place that we still talk about that bathroom, haha.
We ended up at the fanciest place in town, with a maitre d’ in a tux and outrageously delicious (and expensive) food. One end of the spectrum to the other, in one night. First place had the better bathroom!