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      <title>Home-cooked Brazilian food by Sami</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[<img src="http://trustedplaces.com/uploads/userpics/Sami_d74321b4.120.jpg" /><br /><b>Review by <a href="http://trustedplaces.com/user/Sami">Sami</a></b><br /><br /><b>Rating:</b> 5.00<br /><b>Tags:</b> <br />One very hungover Brazilian friend and one very hungry me came here this past Sunday for a meal as my friend missed food from home and felt that I should go to a restaurant "where Brazilians go to eat when they miss their own." <br /><br />Thinking that we would miss the lunch rush by eating at 3 pm in the afternoon, we arrived and sure enough the tiny restaurant (with only 7 or 8 tables) was bursting at the seams - but being Brazilian, my friend charmed the Brazilian hostess and she promised to call us as soon as a table became free.<br /><br />True to her word, we received a phone call half an hour later, at which point we were faint from starvation and the incredible smell emanating from the restaurant and wafting down the street.<br /><br />I had fejoiada, a traditional black bean stew, while my friend went for something a bit simpler and chose a grilled chicken breast.  My fejoiada was served with greens braised in an unholy amount of butter, and rice which tasted as if it had been cooked in beef broth.  Eaten with a bit of farina (sorry, I can&#39;t spell) and some hot peppers, it was just what I had needed - tasty, incredibly filling, and so moreish (I can&#39;t believe I just used that word, I destest it) that I&#39;ve been fantasizing about another portion for the past few days.  While I didn&#39;t taste my friend&#39;s meal, he said it was very, very good.<br /><br />This place, while tiny, is worth the wait for a free table - the service is friendly, the menu is composed entirely of Brazilian favourites, and is beyond cheap - my fejoiada was only 6 pounds&#33;<br /><br />They do take reservations and I would absolutely recommend it - because it was packed and while the food is so homey that people scarf it down in a matter of seconds, it&#39;s cozy inside and instills in you a desire to linger over a milk tart or cup of coffee.]]></description>
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