Check out this post with spectacular photos of a good ‘ol family asado in the campo. Nothing better than reading about someone’s meat overload while visiting Argentina. I mean true asado-style, not restaurant-style.
This photo, that I love dearly, speaks more than a thousand words. Although he might have been thinking of something else, I often have that expression upon wondering if I turned the meat at the right time or “this smell is killing me, when will it be ready!!???”