We asked Yohana where she was from.
“Colombia,” she said.
“South Carolina?” we asked.
“You are just having fun with me, yes?” she responded.
“A little,” we had to admit. “But I bet you get that a lot?”
“A leetle,” she said with a smile and lilting accent that could melt the polar ice cap.
‘Nuff said.
Fogo De Chão Ups the Ante on Brazilian Meat-fests
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For of you who don’t speak Portuguese (and let’s face it who does?), Fogo de Chão literally translates into “fire of the ground.” More colloquially, it stands for “campfire” or the vertical fire pits that Brazilian gauchos have used to roast meats for hundreds of years. The pronunciation is something like: “fo-go d’chow” — spoken while zipping past the “da” like Emerson Fittipaldi at The Brickyard, and nasalizing the last “ow.” Trying saying it like this if you want to sound like a Brazilian. If you simply want to eat like one, you’ve come to the right place.
Why so many different dishes? Man sinks almost to the level of an animal when eating becomes his chief pleasure. – Ludwig Von Beethoven
Gluttony is mankind’s exclusive perogative. – Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin