Did you hear the one about the bad Jewish restaurant? The food was terrible….and oy…the portions were so small!
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ELV is confused about Harrie’s Bagelmania. People love it, Jewish people really love it, and the old Las Vegas Country Club guard flocks here like it’s a Borscht Belt buffet. From the raves it gets, you’d think Henny Youngman was in the kitchen and Jackie Mason was the maitre ‘d.
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.
ELV note: This review appears in today’s edition of the Las Vegas Weekly. Click here to read it in its original format, or continue scrolling below.
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