The point of the meal was to have a couple of caipirinhas and rodízio. When done well, this can be an amazing experience. However, this was quite possibly the worst meal I've ever had. There were so many moments when we should have walked out the door but I guess then we would not have this review and well it was pouring rain.
The ambiance wasn't exactly inviting, but it didn't scream go away either.
The meal began with cocktails. However, when I asked for a couple of caipirinhas, the waiter asked us what flavor we wanted. I got the sense right then that we had made a bad choice, but we forged on. Well, that was mistake number one. The cocktails bore no resemblance to caipirinhas and I am guessing were not made with Cachaça.
After our disappointment and well sadness regarding our cocktails, we went off to the cold buffet. It really doesn't matter which Brazilian restaurant I'm at, I have very little interest in the bufett. Let's face it, I'm there for meat on swords. But, we wandered around the table looking at things and maybe picking up a morsel or two, just to make it look good. However, when my wife picked up the spoon in the pico de gallo a cloud of what I can only guess were fruit flies rose from the buffet table. I have a pretty decent vocabulary but I would have to pull out the Funk and Wagnalls to convey to you the sheer number of flies that swarmed up out of the salsa.
We looked at each other and then at the staff member next to us who just shrugged her shoulders. I know what your thinking: You're idiots. Run! We did not run. We just figured that we were not really interested in the cold fly soup anyway.
The hot sides don't interest me much either, but I went to take a look at flame licked chafing dishes. Food that had been sitting untouched for hours still went untouched for the most part though the pale vegetables screamed to be freed from their torture. I closed the lid on them.
I went back to the table to wait for meat. After all, the meat would be freshly cooked and carved the table. And out came the meat. This is what we were waiting for. The first waiter brought out a skewer with chunks of grayish meat on it and dropped a piece on each of our plates. It was inedible. We were quite positive that the meat had gone bad before they cooked it. It had a revolting flavor to it. More and more meat came out. None of it had the flavor of the first piece, but it was generally dry, overcooked, over salted chunks or slices of what may have one time been beef, pork, and chicken. We told them to stop. Just stop. We have to leave now. We left most of the food on the table worried that we'd get sick and left.
The reason we chose to eat here was that though there were not many reviews, they were generally positive and I figure there is always "that guy" who trashes the place. I guess today I'm that guy. I am not the biggest fan of reviews by the masses. I would like to have some professionals out there whom I can trust, but this is the world we live in. There are at least two other steak restaurants within walking distance on Juarez that I can say were very good to great. I will try to review them. read more
