After another unfortunate ending to a night of eating all-you-can-eat Brazilian barbecue, me and Victor made an oath months ago that we would never go through it again.
But we just can't stay away.
The grilled pineapple. The turkey wrapped in bacon. The top sirloin. It all sounded so scrumptious and appealing!
Not now it doesn't. My poor stomach. Victor's poor stomach (and you know he ate way more than I did).
Happy Saturday night. I'm going to lay in my bed.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
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