I get to travel a fair amount.  It’s mostly been domestically so far but it’s been a good ride. I’m also quite into ‘dining’.  Nothing I hate more than a shite chain restaurant or some batshit gypsy that gets down on fast food.  Forgetting the health concerns, it’s just boring to narf on the same meal you can have in suburban STL that you can have in the same chain joint anywhere else in the world.  Food is an awesome thing to experience - it’s like art, and it can be a reflection of cultures and people far outside of the stupid strip mall that you go to every day.

Sitting here in Vegas, I’m reminded of many good meals here in town.  Some joints that are old favorites: Fiamma, Pearl, Ah Sin, Alize.  Love ‘em.  But my ploy today, with the help of Jeff Coyle, Jay Burcheck and Bryan Rahn, has been to find a Brazilian place worthy of our time and money.  Between us we have over 50 Vegas trips and yet there isn’t a consensus on where to hit up some good Brazilian.

Too many times I run into a fucking abomination of Americanization at Brazilian places.  They try to appeal to people by showing huge skewers of meat.  “Eat Brazilian, Come Have Huge Meat Sticks”.  That shit isn’t Brazilian.  I know I haven’t been to Brazil but c’mon.

So I bring this to you my friends, as I stare out the window at Mandalay Bay and Coyle takes a picture of me (later to be posted here) - the best meal I have ever eaten was at Casa in New York.  Hands down.  Go there and enjoy.  Forget your lame ass excuses about why you can’t fly to New York and LIVE, Brazilian style.