So we’re headed back to Indy now, after an utterly fantabulous visit to Chicago. SUCH FUN! We stayed at Swissotel, where we got to stay in a corner suite that had unbelievable views and where they also have cold bottles of water waiting for you in your car when they fetch it from valet parking. We are such brats.
Last night, we went to Fogo de Chao. I don’t know if you guys have ever experienced this Brazilian steakhouse, but if you’re into eating meat in a big way, I would highly recommend it. They have this stop/start method whereby you are given a two sided coaster - one side’s red and the other’s green - and when you want them to bring you some slabs of meat, you flip it to the green side. This is AFTER you’ve had as much salad as you want for your first course.
At this particular Fogo de Chao, the servers are like an army of meat-bearing soldiers, and if you have your coaster flipped to green, you are literally descended upon by swarms of men with skewers. And they keep coming to you non-stop until you flip the coaster to red. It’s kind of awesome. By the time we decided to flip to red for the final time, I’m fairly certain that Mr. Mock had consumed an entire cow. And that’s IN ADDITION to the chicken, pork and lamb he sampled. I ate a lot too - don’t get me wrong - but at the risk of sounding totally inappropriate, let me just say that Mr. Mock is quite gifted in the meat department.
We were so totally stuffed at the end of this meal that we couldn’t even bring ourselves to particpate in any sort of nightlife activity. So we collapsed in our obscenely soft giant bed and watched fireworks from our window. SO great!
Have I told you guys how much I love Chicago? LOVE. I got a few good photos of freaky people on Navy Pier which I will share with you once I’m back home. And, naturally, there will be more mocking. Oh, so much mocking.














Hillshire Farms’, “Go Meat!” is the best TV commercial/anti-PETA cheer ever, and you’ve LIVED it. I’m so jealous.
I just love meat. I went to one of those Churrascarias a few years ago and just gorged myself — and I don’t mean girl-gorge, I mean really gorged! The one here offered beef, pork, chicken, plus duck, rabbit, lamb, and the final one — salmon (baked, not on the spit). I counted 12 different options before they started repeating. Didn’t even bother with the salad and side dish bar — it was like Henry VIII!
My husband calls me his “Little Carnivore”
Meat is murder….Delicious, yummy, murder. (I can’t take credit for that–saw it on a T-shirt, but thought it was hilarious!)I went to a churrascaria this past Mother’s Day (I work right across the street from one!) and let’s just say I’m glad I wore my stretchy pants.