Restaurants are for eating, not fearing
Imagine being afraid of going to McDonald’s for fear of being attacked by the clown Ronald McDonald. Poor Emily had a fear of Japanese steakhouses because of not wanting to be crushed by sumo wrestlers who might happen to fall through the ceiling and land on her.
It’s hard to imagine encountering a sumo wrestler while dining at a Japanese steakhouse, let alone being attacked by one. Poor @emilyedominguez got sweaty and anxious as a kid any time she went to eat at a Japanese steakhouse. It can be safe to assume that she never wanted to order dessert there.
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