I remember my favorite restaurant as a kid.
Katsumi.
It was a sushi restaurant in my neighborhood.
There were bright red neon lights on the window with the word “Welcome” and enticing photos of sushi perched on a stand outside the restaurant.
It would be our go-to option whenever my parents couldn’t decide where to eat.
Me and my sister would light up and suggest dinner there…
I remember running up to the restaurant and swinging open those painted-red doors as the welcome bells chimed.
I would always be the first to those doors. (Or my sister - if she could get ahead of me)
The owners would smile warmly and greet us.
We were the regulars for that restaurant.
As the years passed, I noticed that the restaurant was always relatively empty…
And I overheard some arguments and realized that the owners were struggling financially…
This confused me....