I love meat and I could shout it from the roof tops for all I care. The cruelty and unhealthy nature of the meatpacking industry doesn't mean shit to me. I know it's wrong but the taste outweighs the negative factors. I don't really smoke or drink too often, so I just need one unhealthy habit. Well, today I went to a Brazilian "meat" house called Gauchos Village in Glendale. I went with my parents and family friends, Charla and Bob and we had a nice time to say in the least. And I ate enough red meat to make Morrissey cry. It was incredibly good. There were dancers, that were supposed to be the Brazilian kind? I saw not one Latina, and they looked like Las Vegas show girls inches away from stripper-dom.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
3-27-10
Posted by erinmize at 8:16 PM
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