I was eating my green salad and eating my tortilla soup, minding my own business at a restaurant in the desert hills of Prescott, Arizona--a land far, far away from any sumo ring.
Suddenly my eye lighted on a poster there on the wall of the Red Robin, right above the giant poster of the Chicago World's Fair--two sumo wrestlers poised and ready for their tachiai--initial attack, each in the squat, each with a single hand on the ground, ready to spring. Between them on the ground sat some kind of Red Robin food--a burger probably. It should have been the tortilla soup, though. That stuff was killer.
Wow. Sumo--it's where you least expect it.
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I love Red Robin. But it seems as though tortilla soup just isn't fattening enough to really tempt a sumo. Now the onion rings I might go head to head with a sumo for.
ReplyDeleteHahaha. Ooh. I've never tried their onion rings. Mmm. I wish I had some right now.
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