“Sixth Avenue. Brazilian Sshhhchhaashh”, that’s how C pronounces it.
Churrascaria, is too difficult to read. So we call it “Ssshhhchhhassh”.
In actual fact, a churrascaria is a Brazilian or Portuguese steakhouse. Churrasco is the cooking style, which translates roughly from the Portuguese for ‘barbecue’.

Well, this place here serves top quality MEAT at a good price. So if you’re a meat lover, this is the place. You get a variety of different cuts of meat, all tasty and tender. Opened since 1994, 13 years ago. And business’ still going on well. Eat all you can, for $38++. There is a wide variety of sides at the salad bar as well.

The passadors (meat servers) go around the tables with huge skewers of meat. Sometimes they flick the knives about rather nonchalantly, I was so afraid they’d hit me. I was a newbie, so I paced myself with all the different cuts until I spot on a few I particularly like. And I’d start heaping up the plate with that. I think if you’re regulars, like the tai-tai and her husband sitting at the next table, you’d of course have susses out your favourites and ask the passador to keep carving.

We counted 13 different cuts, including the pineapple slices.
- chicken breast wrapped in bacon
- snow fish (I suspect it’s cod fish, snow fish??)
- beef topside (medium on the outside, rare on the inside)
- garlic T-bone
- pork sausage
- chicken heart
- nicely grilled pineapple
- beef rump
- beef hump
- beef brisket
- and many more

Before you click on the following link, just be prepared for all gory meaty pictures. I’ve already took out a few. It’s hard to capture “good-looking” food when you’re on a messy buffet mission.

But just a word of caution, you should forget about all the fats and calories when you eat here. How can meat possibly taste good without some fats in it? It’s the fats that give the succulent bite to any piece of meat. Try their beef Rump. Once I had it in my mouth, the meat is so tasty that it just melts (together with its fats). Mine mine, after this meal, it’d be weeks of hell at the gym.

The sauces. And the breadcheese balls.

Our drinks. I had a cocktail I can’t remember the name. He had watermelon juice.

Pineapple. Which I thought was nice. At least a break from heaps of meat piling up on your plate.

Greens from the salad bar.

The interior.

The passadors and waiters were shuffling their feet at a fast pace. Or maybe the K800 is slow. *oh my camera batt’s finally flat and I din charge it on that day*

Brazil Churrascaria
14-16 Sixth Avenue
Tel: 4631923

*Note: We were so full we couldn’t sleep that night, and had to sing ourselves to sleep*