Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Eat it or climb it.

Had a really nice meal yesterday. Let me try explain.Ok, first of all they do things differently over here........

When you arrive, they take your car from you and park it. If it's too hot they may even cover the windows so its not too hot when you get back. Inside you start by taking a plate and heading for a giant buffet, which consists of a plethora of cheeses, a panopoly of differnet types of fish and a plentitude of fresh fruit and vegetables. Not to mention succulent sushi treats, fresh baked breads that taste like manna that would do justice to the food of the pharoahs, and a wide variety of rices and pastas. That's for starters. I put so much food on my plate I didn't know wheather to eat it or climb it!! Next, you sit down and order your drink. I ordered some Guarana, which is my favourite Brasilian beverage; it's a soft drink that is consumed in larger volumes than coca cola. It's constituted of a sweet amazonian berry that is a cross to my palette between a rasberry, a strawberry and a sliver of melon. My favourite brand is Antartica. When it lands in the Emerald Isle it will take our fridges, glasses and cups by force. They also have on offer beautiful wines, and a very large selection of fruit juices: coconut water being my favourite. Then the fun starts. For all you folks that do not like meat. Please stop reading. As for those that do.......read on....close your eyes and try taste the words i am about to write.... When you are seated you have a dial on the table which can be spun to red or green. Red means leave me alone, i'm full, or, please change my plate as i'm about to gormandise another helping, or green, let me have it. And boy do they let you have it with a capital have it; believe me when I say they swarm around your table, they place the meat right beside both nostrils and both eye balls making it almost impossible to refuse, at least a taste. The way it works is waiters come to your table every five minutes with a big joint of meat. On offer yesterday was rump steak( picanha), nible rumsteak, baby beef, top sirlion, tender sirlion, bottom sirlion, strip lion, hump,´pork sausage, wild boar, chicken hearts, chicken thighs, lamb shoulder, lamb short french rack, and much more that I can't recall. All served one slice at a time. All expertly cooked. All freshly cooked. I think I tried nearly everyone. I almost exploded (lucky I wasn't wearing my belt. I went for a run today I ate so much.) And if that is not enough for any stomach. They also come along will balls of chewy, tender grilled morazella. A heavenly invention. I don't usually eat cheeses but i couldn't get enough of this stuff. If the Romans had invented it, it would have usurped their grape tradtion. It would have been fans, massage and cheese nights for Cesar and the boys. I'd recommend all cheese loving readers to try make it. A big ball of cheese slowly grilled. Let me know if it works. Anyway I ate enough food yesterday to feed me for a week. I felt like the kid in Willy Wonker who drank too much and shot up the tubes. But, no matter how many rumbles my stomach has made, no matter how many visits to the loo i've made, and despite the fact that that i can't wear any of my pants anymore it was worth it, and, i'll be back.

And the goude de grande: i got change from 10 euros!

By the way, on the side, the dogs seem to be constantly talking, they seem to be in some kind of heated debate oversomething, and they won't tell me. I think Eusebius is trying to teach Brutos something. Not sure....whatever it is, they've snarled at each other a few times.....maybe a bit more company would help as they probably see too much of me and each other!!!