111 Westbourne Grove
Tel: 0871 332 3831
Date of Last Visit: Friday, June 23, 2006
The Victims: Kristi, Adrien
The Damage: 28 quid each
The Set Up: K&A are not huge fans of British beef. They keep trying, but nothing compares–in their opinion–to good ole’ American beef. Not being a huge red meat eater myself–Does duck count as red meat? It is red. But it’s fowl, right?–I cannot speak to this subject. But I trust their judgement.
Hence how we end up at Rodizio Rico. They have meat, lots of it. And it’s all-you-can-eat! Unheard of for this country. And K had called ahead and asked where their beef comes from. Now, supposedly, their red meat comes all the way from Brazil. I find this hard to believe, but that’s what they said. My Uncle George, the recreational tuna fisherman, would want to know how long ago those cows went to cow heaven.
The Starters: Rodizio Rico offers a salad bar. An ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT salad bar. I love Rodizio Rico already. Why this country (meaning the UK) hasn’t embraced the all-you-can-eat-salad-bar, well, I just don’t get it. Now I should note that this particular salad bar was a little short on salad, but chock full of rice and beans, potatoes, and all sorts of delicious carbs. Yum! We stocked up.
The Mains: Then the meat parade began. And I do mean parade. Men kept dropping by our table with huge slabs of meat and big knives. And boy was I glad that A speaks portugese because I do think we got a little preferential treatment. The red meat kept coming and coming. Most of the other folks didn’t see the beef as often as we did. They got lots of pork and ham (are they the same or different?) and chicken. Not us. K&A probably had three full steaks between them. I had a couple of pieces of the beef and it was pretty delicious. You can’t go wrong with this stuff cooked in a big fireplace. Ialso enjoyed a delicious piece of chicken wrapped in bacon–yum! But I skipped out on the chicken hearts.
After a while though, I started getting ill. There was just SO much meat. I couldn’t take it anymore. So I switched to rice and beans, and although the beans weren’t brown (they were more red than brown), they were still pretty good.
The Verdict: Without drinks, our bill would have been a reasonable 18 quid each. Not bad, particularly with our Brazilian connection (A) getting us all the top quality stuff. Add the margaritas and caipirinhas though and the bill will sky rocket from there. This would be a good group outing kind of place, or maybe for a stag night or something.