Around the time for my birthday, BFF and I went down to Phoenix to see The Lion King on Broadway (totally on my bucket list) and she surprised me with a dinner with BFFE and Hubby (now given the title of BFF’s BFFI or Best Friend for Infinity since they are two peas in a pod). It was also their anniversary so the timing was perfect. Sneaky BFF and her BFFI planned this while BFFE and I were at the 3 Day walk the weekend before but they made quite an excellent decision. BFF and I were out shopping at Scottsdale Fashion Square beforehand so we did the oh so trashy thing of changing into our dresses for dinner in the car in the parking garage. That takes some mad skill I tell you. We met at this place called Fogo de Chao which is a Brazilian Steakhouse…oh this was Fat Girl heaven. I had never been to a place like this and I was totally excited. Why? Because what Fat Girl doesn’t get excited by all you can eat meat?
Ok, let me explain how this place works and you will see how quickly I became overwhelmed by the meat. They give you a little card that has a green side and a red side. When you are ready to eat, you turn the card over to the green side and like magic, little meaty leprechauns (pretty sure they are a distant relation to the Mexican jumping leprechaun), people show up at your table with huge skewers of different types of meat that they carve off onto your plate. It was a little frightening how quickly they came to our table….I mean where did they sprout from? One minute there was nobody but the waiter getting our drinks and then we turned our little cards over and…bam!….there were at least four people with different kinds of meat at our table making the rounds. It was like they popped out of some magical portal in the floor that we couldn’t see. And as they left, more of these magical meaty leprechauns kept showing up because we forgot to turn our cards over to the red side. Pretty soon, I had a mound of meat on my plate and I didn’t know how to make them stop coming and molesting me with their meaty choices of goodness. BFFE quickly realized our error and told us to turn over the cards, and all the magic meaty leprechauns quit popping by our table, choosing instead to molest people at another table with their skewers of magic. BFFE and I mistakenly and foolishly attempted to eat some good stuff at the salad bar as well while BFF and her BFFI chose to stick with the meaty choices of goodness. Once we sampled these leprechaun’s goodies and our plates were mostly empty, we turned our cards over to the green side and it started all over again. It was like Fat Girl Meaty Heaven. A Meat Party in my mouth and it was so good. Wait….did that sound wrong?
Did I mention that as well as the meaty goodness that magically appeared at our table, they also tried to lure us into their kingdom with delicious sides and then, once we were stuffed, they brought us a free dessert due to it being my birthday and BFFE and Hubby’s anniversary? I was immediately thankful for a dress so nobody could see the meaty food baby I was growing. This is not a place to eat lightly. You should take my advice and not eat all day so you can stuff as much of that meaty goodness as is possible into your gob. I know I did. Pretty sure I needed to take a meat coma afterwards and that my poop clunked into the bottom of the bowl with its weight from all the meat later (too much information?) BFF and I are for sure eating there again….we love a good Meat Party.
Oh yeah. I didn’t die today. I did take a meat coma and get overwhelmed by magical meaty leprechauns but I didn’t die. I am Fat Girl with a Meat Party in her mouth Running. The experiment continues….