you might recall that eric just recently had a birthday and my plan for that evening was to take him to a brazilian grill in springfield.
Eric instead took me to the grill for my birthday. We went with R, A, T, J. It was so much fun!
We laughed the whole time and ate more meat then I have eaten in my life.
the restaurant gave everyone their own personal stop light. green side meant 'give me the meat' red side 'please stop, I can't eat anymore'
the guachos would bring out huge sword with big chunks of meat on them . chicken, sausage, pork, roast, tenderloin... and lots more that i can't remember.
the guachos would bring out huge sword with big chunks of meat on them . chicken, sausage, pork, roast, tenderloin... and lots more that i can't remember.
when the guacho came out with the different kinds of meat he would slice the meat right at the table. we would each grab our own tongs and dig into the meat. of course, noone put the red light up until we had tried all 15 kinds of meat.
to be sure that I wouldn't be too full to taste all the meat i only took a bite or two of each and saved the rest on my plate. here was the sampler platter.
so here's the deal with this restaurant... you pay one sum of money for appetizers, cold bar, and all the meat you could ever eat. our understanding of it was the dessert was included as well.
boy, were we wrong! we had all eated our fair share of meat when the dessert tray came around. on this tray was coffee and about 5 different kinds of dessert. it all looked delicious. of course, we wanted to have a taste of all the desserts so we all took a different dessert and A even got two.
the waiter brought us our checks and that's when it hit us...the dessert wasn't free! neither was the coffee! well. needless to say the dinner ended up being a little more expensive than we had planned...
but we all had a good laugh and figured that next time we go we will know how it all works. meaning we won't be getting dessert or coffee, or at least we will only get one to split instead of one for each of us.
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