My friend Charlie (also my most frequent commenter!!!) told me awhile ago about a place he visited in Dallas (I think…it was Dallas, wasn’t it, Char?), TX called Fogo de Chao. Well, guess what’s come to Minneapolis, boy!
What would totally ruin my surprise here is if you already knew that and you’ve already been there.
Anyway, for the rest of you peeps, I’m going to recount what I can remember of what Charlie told me about this place. And then he can come on here and correct me in the comments. The sequence of events goes kind of like this:
1. Enter Fogo de Chao.
2. Be seated.
3. Get a colored chip (think poker chip only bigger), green on one side and red on the other.
4. Green means GO and red means STOP.
6. You flip your chip to green. MGs come at you, one after another, with giant slabs of meat. You say “yay” or “nay” depending on if the kind of meat they bring suits your fancy (there’s like 157 kinds of meat, including haggis. No, not really.). The MGs keep coming with meat until you turn your chip to red (remember, red means STOP the flow of meat).
7. You eat and eat and eat and drink some wine (since work is paying, right?), and you eat and eat some more.
8. You belch politely and turn your chip to GREEN.
9. Repeat steps 6 and 7.
10. You order dessert (not me, but Charlie did!).
11. You laugh uncontrollably because your belly is so full that it’s causing toxicity of the brain.
12. You eat dessert.
13. You pay an exorbitant amount of money (flat rate) for the exorbitant amount of meat you ate.
14. You roll home.