Meat Fest 2009

Last night we went out as a group to try a Brazilian Restaurant downtown. It's one of those places where the concept goes something like this: Bring on the meat. And when you're done eating meat, bring on more meat. Rinse and repeat.

I'll say this, their cocktails were rockin'. What's Brazilian for Beth got toasty?

Between the 10 of us, I'm pretty sure we ate an entire cow.Notice the close up of the guys chowing, that cracks me up a little bit.
We ate this guy's cousin, perhaps. I did find it a little disturbing he stared down at us throughout the entire meal, it's kinda like the guilt I feel at our favorite sushi restaurant when they seat us next to the huge fishtank. Sorry I'm eating your brother, Nemo!

We were given little green/red things to indicate when you were done with the meat they would bring around to your table. As you can see, Rob was ready to keep going, me, not so much. Although I did save room for dessert, which sadly there WASN'T an endless supply of - and also, not shaved off a large poker brought to the table like the meat was. How disappointing.

Fun night with friends as always, but not so sure I'd recommend it to anybody else. Thus concludes my restaurant review of Brazilian.