Who gets to choose

So I took some leave this week and I'm (under orders) off to Birmingham tomorrow to visit the new shopping centre with Lady Cannon.

Wife: "Tell you what bubb, I'll read out the list of all the places to eat in the food hall and you can choose where we eat."
Me: "OK what about sushi? That's raw fish."
Wife: "Eww! I'm not eating that!"
Me: "OK what about the noodle bar?"
Wife: "Eww! I'm not eating that!"
Me: "Umm? What part of I can choose am I not understanding here?"

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