Once again, we've been convinced to go to Fire and Ice, the pseudo-(mongolian grill) in Harvard Square. Once again, we both have digestive problems the next day. This time, Lara is also running a fever, and had to delay necessary medical treatment as a result. This has been a problem for the last several visits. We're never eating there again; we don't care whose favorite restaurant this is, or what the occasion. That is all.