When the cute server came to our table, he explained that we could help ourselves to the salad bar, and at any time we were ready for "meat service" to just turn our coasters over.
Well, I wasn't sure what he meant by "meat service", but of the 4 or 5 things running through my mind, none of them was bad. Turns out, meat service is where they come by with skewers of filet, lamb, sirloin, pork, and the gods know what else and slice off a bit for your plate. It's like Dim Sum Brazilian-style. Before I managed to get my coaster turned back to red, I had a plate full of marinated cow and lamb.
The food was pretty tasty, but now I'm in the food comas to end all food comas. I can't brain anymore. I seriously think that was the most red meat I've ever had in one sitting in my life, and I don't think I want to abuse my body like that again anytime soon. In fact, I really don't want to see anything but vegetables for the rest of the weekend. Now, Go Go Gadget Metabolism so I can wake up. Must drive soon.