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November 05, 2004

Rio Churrascaria

I'm off--for the rest of the evening in all likelihood. The Sainted Wife and I are going out on a date, for the first time in........

I really don't know when. She might. We also have a ski trip scheduled in February. Talk about moving from famine to feast. Two planned outings without kids in four months? Hedonism, I tells ya. Pure, sinful hedonism.

We're having dinner at Rio Churrascaria, where they carry large portions of meat on giant skewers around the restaurant, slicing off some as each patron requires it.

The meat is carried about on skewers, and the servers stop by, tell you what's on the skewers they're carrying, and ask if you want some. There were smoked sausage, top sirloin, bottom sirloin, chicken legs, filet mignon, leg of lamb, and possibly lamb cutlets. At least, those were the ones that came by our table. I didn't see the chicken hearts which were so prominent in the rotation when I was in Brasil; perhaps the restaurant doesn't serve them. If the meat is skewered in units, such as sausage or cutlets, the server will just slide the appropriate number onto your plate; otherwise, he'll ask how cooked you want it, and will slice it off the slab on the skewer. In this case you help out by seizing one end of the strip being cut with a small pair of tongs provided with your placesetting; that keeps it from falling into the tray or onto the floor. (The server is holding the top of the skewer with one hand, the carving knife in the other, and the tip of the skewer is resting in a small metal dish he puts on the table. He has no hands free to catch the slice, so you must do so.)

You should play your Homer drool.wav at this point. You've got one, right?

Sadly, I do not. I have to make my own Homer sounds. Which I've been doing for an hour or so now, to the great annoyance of my lovely mate.

Posted by Bigwig at November 5, 2004 05:13 PM | TrackBack
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nothing beats churasco. and make sure you have several caipirinhas...dang nabbit they are tasty! i'm jealous!

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at November 5, 2004 06:38 PM

Mmmm...churrasco a' rodizio. I used to live in Brazil and loved going to churrascarias. The chicken hearts were a favorite, as was the cupim, the hump from a brahma bull cooked in cellophane. I preferred 'chopp' (draft beer) to caipirinhas for dinner, but I never turned one down, either.

Make that two jealous readers.

Posted by: Jeffersonian at November 6, 2004 12:43 AM

The caipirinhas were excellent, but damn do they sneak up on you.

The chicken hearst were also good--my favorite thing of the night, which took the waiter aback a bit. He's evidently used to the typical American's distaste for organ meats.

Wife liked the bacon-wrapped chicken breasts alot.

Xingu was the only Brasilian beer there, and it wasn't on draft, so I passed it by. Xingu in a bottle I've had numerous times.

Wonder where I can go to get some of the ca Cha ca liquor, now.

Posted by: bigwig at November 6, 2004 10:32 AM

On a scale of 1 to 10, how was the Churrascaria and what could've made it better?

Posted by: Tanya at April 27, 2005 11:14 PM
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