Now that's amore

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Tonight we are going out to a new Brazilian restaurant in downtown Indy. They cook meat on these huge skewers and then bring the entire thing to your table and cut the meat directly off the skewer onto your plate. Sounds romantic, huh? Or not. But our neighbors have been raving about how fabulous it is for months and Nate is dying to give it a try.

Me? Not so much. You see, the last time we went to a Brazilian restaurant was in the Mayan Riviera on our honeymoon six years ago. The food was delicious - until it came back up later that night. Over and over and over again. I got major food poisoning from that place. On my honeymoon. The night before we were supposed to go on our $300 'adventure' outing.

So I don't exactly have fond memories of Brazilian restaurants. But I do have fond memories of my husband and his utter delight and ecstasy at an all-you-can-eat buffet. So I will enjoy their salad bar to the fullest and try not to vomit in my mouth at the sight of every meat skewer that comes by.

Here's hoping tonight goes a little better than the last time.