The lone photographic proof of the wonder that is the "Brazillian Grill" in Hyannis on Cape Cod. Braden and I can't decide if a franchise of this place in Wisconsin would go broke immediately or be a smashing success. You pay one price for a buffet of side dishes and unlimited meat. Men in Brazillian dress wander the restaurant, each one carrying a giant skewer/sword of some kind of spit-roasted meat (every kind of steak, prime rib, bacon-wrapped filet, several kinds of chicken, chicken hearts, bacon-wrapped chicken, salmon, and roasted pineapple). You tell them whether you want some, and they slice off some, which you grab with the above-shown tongs. They keep coming until you turn the card on your table from "green" to "red." We still haven't really recovered.