Tonight, in honor of my birthday, I went to the waterfront Brazilian Steakhouse in Kobe's beautiful Harborland district. The steak was thinly-cut and all-you-can-eat. With a gigantic, razor-sharp machete, a Brazilian waiter would slice the steak right off skewered hunks of roast beef, duck, chicken, and pig that has been slathered in garlic and other miscellaneous spices. It was superb--a true carnivore's dream. I estimate I alone consumed several acres of rainforest that had been transformed into grazing land and processed into beef, and those acres were delicious.
The only things missing were my Bacchus-buddies. Not that you guys are 'things', but you understand what I mean.
Anyhoo, it's late, so just a short post tonight. Also, here's a delightful picture that I think perfectly captures the joy of aging.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
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4 comments:
Slappy Birth-Whey!
No wait, Knappy Girth Frey!?
I give up.
Ah, Dank You Bassbowl!
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