One of the many Rodizio style Brazilian Steakhouses that are popping up all around North America these days (it's got to be a low carb thing), Copacabana is plagued by inconsistency in both food and service.
The salad bar contains an impressive looking array of foods that have nothing whatsoever to do with Brazil. Some pasta salads and a nicely done baked potato bar were amongst the standouts. On the other hand, the rice was blah and the black beans were inedibly bad. Pao de Quiejo, which is, admittedly, not a dinner food, but is usually found on these buffets was sadly missing - too bad, as it's one of those Brazilian things I feel extra nostalgic about.
Service was simply not great. Long stretches would go by without any of the meatcutters visiting our table and we often spent several minutes staring at empty plates. This may have been because we were the farthest away from the kitchen, but a few adjustments to the traffic patterns would have corrected it.
The meat itself ranged from fantastic (the first bacon-wrapped filet, the first garlic steak, the pork with pamegianno cheese) to dry (the beef ribs, the second bacon wrapped filet, the sausages) to completely non-appearing (the promised second kind of ribs, the promised prime rib, the tri-tip beef that made it to the tables around us but never to ours).
At $36 per person, the experience isn't cheap. If half the meat wasn't poor, it would be worth it, but it was, so it wasn't (did you get all that?) Add in the ridiculous drink prices ($4 for a third of a can of soda, even when imported, is insane) and the bill starts to feel more and more like a rip-off.