"Pinceladas" are brushstrokes in Spanish. I plan to paint a hundred days in a row, a paragraph at a time.
Day 95 ~ Buffet
I
don't think I can be called a meat lover, but I am definitely a grilled
meat lover. Today it occurred to me to take the family to a Brazilian
steakhouse for a treat. I was going to say that it is an original way to
spend Christmas Eve, but I just realized that it is the same thing we
did a year ago. Only then, we went for dinner, to a different place, and
with a bunch of relatives. Another difference with last year was that
the come-give-me-food signs were not per table, but individual. I made a
quick trip to the salad buffet before starting my banquet, but only to
get farofa (fried yuca
flour), which I love.
Then we all turned our cards to green and the parade of seventeen meats
started. I liked their bottom round the most, perhaps because it was
the first cut we were offered and I was hungry. Well
done it is for me--defying the canons of meat cooking is of no concern to me.
We rounded our feast with pão de queijo (cheese bread made of tapioca
starch), mashed potatoes, fried banana, and baked pineapple.
Day 100 ~ Completion
This will be my last par...