Definitely what they call the ribeye was the best cut of meat, which in my opinion is the best of the Fogo do Chão in Belo Horizonte. Those two slices were worth the entire check but it would have been a shame to pass on the salad bar and the other meats. There were a few differences though: mashed potatoes versus rice, the bananas weren't breaded, the cheese taste in the pão de queijo* wasn't as distinct, the slices off the skewer came thicker. Amy and I probably ate too much though and walked home to our hotel with over-satisfied bellies. But who can pass up such fine beef (I have not so much trouble with the poultry or pork)? *Click on any word on my blog to get a definition/explanation.
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