Last night I went to a fabled brazilian barbeque restaurant and got overwhelmed with meat. For those who don’t know how it works, you sit down and waiter after waiter comes out with a huge slab of meat and cuts some off on your plate. As meny people told me, “If there is one thing you do, go to a brazilian barbeque,” I have to agree. WOW.
This morning I awoke from a meat coma, and when I went down for breakfast, all I wanted was fruit.











