Day 265 - Holy Churrascaria!

160.5 on the scale, 14.0 miles biking on the path, 150/100.

On Friday, I started doing these leg lift things instead of crunches for the middle set of 50, and deeeeanngg!! My abs freakin' hurt.

So today was pretty low key (but I've been saying that a lot lately). I spent the morning making a big breakfast for the fam -- banana/oatmeal pancakes, eggs, home fries, vegetarian sausage patties -- the works!

I don't usually eat breakfast, but I did today.

Then midday I got up on the roof of the treehouse and did some more shingling. I'd say it's just over half done now. The challenges thusfar have been to work around the tree trunks that jut right through the roof, but coming soon will be another challenge. Shingling the trap door in a way that a) blends with the rest of the roof shingles when closed and b) closes in a way that prevents water from coming in.

Then, the highlight of the day (especially for Cole) was the trip to Fogo de Chao, the Brazilian Churrascaria restaurant in City Center. We all went, Mom and Dad and the four of us.

For those that have not partaken, it is a kinda chaotic experience in which you're encouraged to eat as much meat as is humanly possible. You have this little paper disc that is red on one side and green on the other. Green means "Bring on the meat!" and red means "Holy crap, slow down!".

There's also a really big salad/vegetable bar that you go through buffet style, with lots of marinated vegetables and salads, etc that was pretty tasty. That was the whole of Cole's meal. The rest of us had a plate of salad first, and then Cory was the first to break the meat seal, getting some bottom sirloin, top sirloin, parmesan-encrusted pork medallions, and more! I think his goal was to sample at least 7 of the 15 meats they were running around with. He accomplished his goal.

I think all of us were pretty stuffed after the repeated rounds of visits to the table by pleasant meat-wielding Gauchos, especially when you threw in the fried bananas, polenta, potatoes and cheesy buns they relentlessly kept replenishing at the table.

We also got a bottle of wine that Mom was terribly uncomfortable with, because it was $41 a bottle. She enjoyed it though.

The total bill for the six of us ended up being around $300, so it is not a restaurant if you're at the end of your budget allowance and feel like going out.

As a result of our being stuffed, we were all also quite gaseous when we got home. HummelFumes a'plenty!