Fogo De Chão

Fogo de Chão is not a place that any mortal man could visit with any regularity while actually remaining mortal; he'd end up just flat dead from a meat overdose. Zeus, perhaps, could eat here three times in a week. James Beard or Escoffier could've probably managed four in their portly heydays. But for the rest of us mortals, the occasional trip to this Brazilian churrascaria and temple of skewered meats ought to be plenty. Wear your big-boy pants, bring a credit card (it's not exactly cheap), and settle in behind a couple of caipirinhas for some of the best meat and service in town.