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Brazilian barbecue starts with the meat. But almost every foreigner who sits at this table ends up the same way: crying when it's time to leave. A German who swore he would eat little at the all-you-can-eat barbecue. A traveler who, before the first sirloin steak, was already talking about the people. A Canadian who became a regular every Sunday. A Frenchman who wasn't prepared for farofa (toasted cassava flour). The authentic family barbecue, which starts early and nobody knows when it will end. The mother-in-law who lit the wood-burning stove for her American son-in-law. A Canadian who married a Brazilian and discovered that Brazil came along with him. And a Russian woman who spent three months with her boyfriend's family—and returned home with the most precious gift of her life.

Did you know? Barbecue originated in the Pampas, with the cattle drovers, who roasted meat over an open fire during their journey—often with just coarse salt.

Why do you think the foreigner cries precisely at the farewell?

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