A meat frenzy in the City of Angels

Oi, tuto bem?  That’s Portuguese for “what up, yo?”  Here’s another word for you: churrasco.  That’s Portuguese for Brazilian style bbq wherein a variety of meats are slow cooked over charcoal until dripping with juicy deliciousness and then sliced into little morsels for people to eat over the course of several hours.  In other words, it’s a little slice of heaven.

And thanks to Jake and Sari who opened up their home and back yard to Almir Santre whose skill, talent and marinades have no rivals that I’m aware of, I got to spend a few blessed hours in heaven last weekend. Click on the mouth watering photo below to read more about the bbq and the rest of the blessed food weekend in LA.

really, have you ever seen a prettier sight?

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Summer Travel food log

Alright, so I’m back.  I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything.  Sorry to all you three readers of this blog. But I’m back and in between jobs (not working) so I will be putting more stuff up very very soon.  In the mean time, check out some words and photos from my summer travels – all food focused of course.  Click on the mushroom below to have your mind blown by the  full story.

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Notre femme en France, Channon H. and her first review from ze Continent…

Mesdames et Messieurs, c’est avec plaisir que je vous presente mon ami Channon. How that for some busted up French? Alright so check out my friend Channon’s first report from France where she’s spending the next five months living the good life. Be sure also to check out her blog, “From Right Here” for more detailed accounts and beautiful photographs of her time en France. But first, check out her first review…

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Our man in Rio, Timothy High and his first review…

Hey folks,

This is your friendly not-so-neighborhood foreign food correspondent Tim,
giving you the what’s-whats from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Like my long-time
pal CTing (this emphasis on your last name is new – must be an internet
thing), I plan to give you periodic reviews of restaurants. Since you’ll
probably never actually go to one of these places, I’ll try to pepper it
with as much culture (no, not the fro-yo kind) as your literary palates can
take. Unlike CTing, I plan to avoid first-initial last-name self-references
in order to avoid ridicule, or at least disappointing Google hits for people
who were expecting something else when they typed in “THigh”.

My first subject, in spite of what I just told you, is a recounting of my
culinary experiences not in Rio, but in Porto de Galinhas, Pernambuco, just
south of Recife…(read on)

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