![]() ![]() There were legs of lamb, just nicely seasoned and turned on a spit over a grill until meltingly tender. And if not of it’s to your liking, they’ll come back with something that is. Or ask for a bloodier bit towards the centre. If the charred, chewier bits on the edge are your thing, then they’ll carve off them. The beauty of this is the meat can be cooked as you like it. Mum? Is it well done? Have a piece and see. I dusted my tomatos with Farofa – Brazilian flour flavoured with bits of bacon. At your desk on a midweek lunchtime you’d feel you were eating like a king with a tupperware full of that, but it couldn’t compare to the different kinds of steaks, leg of lamb, hams and so on that were to come. I tried a dish with beans that they’d somehow managed to include pancetta in. Mum? Is it well done? Have a piece and see." There were lovely roasted peppers, mushrooms, grain and pulse salads, ordinary salads. ![]() She even said ‘I’d better be careful I don’t fill myself up here’ as the delicious carbs went onto the plate. Totally scuppered mum, who went for the sweet potato mash. The Brazilians threw in their first distraction, the salad bar. Now I love my meat, had eaten a pitiful breakfast, got on the caipriana (£6.50) to whet the appetite and was ready for the feast. The face you display says Yes, give me more meat, or No, I’ve eaten half a cow. There’s a little counter, one side red, the other green. Waiters with big knives come round with the meat on sticks and carve you pieces at the table. For anyone not familiar, this is basically all you can eat. We paid £13.95 each, the lunchtime price for the standard set Rodizio. The South American flair of Bem Brasil on Hanover Street was more than able to quash my Anglo Saxon eyes bigger than belly over-ambitious gameplan. When I took on Brazil this week, with my mother as my only team mate, I tried to have a strategy, and was humbled. ![]() This is a group of lads thrown together because they happened to be born within the same boarder, who don’t play with each other that regularly, and certainly if you look at the England team, are more loyal to their clubs that the Three Lions. Purists will tell you international football isn’t a tacticians sport. That is what makes the World Cup so exciting, the individual brilliance. ![]()
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