After days of going without dinner because my bank card had been blocked (blame Wells Largo) I could have eaten a boiled rat served on newspaper, but I enjoyed delicious tongue in vinaigrette served by a liveried waiter and accompanied by a good Mendocino wine. Others ate huge grilled fish (I wish I knew its name) pulled fresh from the Paraná. The grilled beef smelled marvelous and I will order this next time.
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