pkondz
Brace yourself for immediate disintegration
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Hi there! Joining in late to the party! Loving the report so far!
You tell people the prize from the contest is still up for grabs but I'm planning on winning so...
Just back home from a Vera Bradley event this morning. I bought another purse!
The best thing I got was a Jim Shore Stitch figure. He's so cute!
Did I say bonus points to the first person?Bonus points to anyone who can tell me what I just did there.
I believe I've heard them called Tapstilesuh... the next.... what do you call those things?
pkondz is slow out of the gate,
the Senior Citizens in front of him are joined by one more.
And it's their first time!
They're having trouble getting through!
pkondz side steps them over to the next....
uh... the next.... what do you call those things?
pkondz side steps them over to the next
post-thing-that-you-put-your-magic-band-up-to-then-scan-your-finger!
pkondz is lagging the field and will have to hope for a miracle.
Honeymooners are blown past with nary a glance!
A few Gawking-Gawkers stop to gawk at the big golf ball! Fools!!
pkondz puts it into a higher gear and begins to bypass Doddlers and Saunterers alike!
pkondz is veering to the right! What's happened?!? Has he blown a shoe?
No! No! He's cutting through Innoventions West! A brilliant move!
And he's out! He's out of Innoventions! The Land is straight ahead!
You'll get 'um next time!Talk about deflating one's ego!
I was so sure I had that race won!
Actually brussel sprouts can be quite tasty if cooked proper.Yuck. Gross.
Did you know those things are proof that there is a Hell?
I see what you did there!It felt like a ball of yeast was rising in my stomach and I just didn't knead that.
Don't you love when your kids pull a fast one on you?I am not making this up. This honest-to-heck happened...
I placed the telephone receiver back onto the cradle.
And the very second... the instant I did so...
Both kids tell me they've changed their minds and now want to go to Epcot.
But not too long.
I see that every day, on pretty much every street corner of my town.
Well good to know its a least somewhat represented correctly.I actually have seen this sort of thing a few times, so it didn't really grab my attention.
I watched for a bit to see if they'd Disneyfied it at all,
but it didn't look much different from similar shows I'd seen.
You know, I have yet to ever step foot in the American pavillion. I'll have to change that next week.This would actually be the first time I visited "my" pavilion.
I was talking about this with DH earlier. Thank for the reminder to keep this in mind to try.All I can say is "Oh.... My."
It wasn't just good... it was stupendously, fantastically good.
If you haven't had one, GET. ONE.
This little baby alone makes a trip to Epcot worthwhile.
A little sugared piece of heaven on a paper plate.
That could end up awkward!I heard one woman exclaim. "Oh! It's going to say Jessica!"
Perhaps she thought it would be a marriage proposal?
I wonder if she was pleased or disappointed with the result?
Mmmmmm Strawberry Tarts! MmmmmmmBoulangerie Patisserie.
Ugh one of THOSE!I assumed his mother, who was right beside him,
would tell him not play with the ropes and pick it up.
But she couldn't be bothered. She was on the phone.
I wish some parents would... parent.
Happens to me regularly. I generally have to bail on these situations before things get ugly.I'd take them to the park or something and before you knew it,
I was babysitting my kids and half a dozen others too.
He was about 65 - 70 years old and just screamed... hippie.
I couldn't resist.
I had to do it.
I walked up to him and said...
"Hey man, can I borrow some of your pot?"
He didn't get it.
Or at least he didn't react.
He just nodded and skootched over a bit to make more room.
I'll go with just you2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
P is for Piercing Eardrums
I slap the clock and nothing happens.
Of course.
Oh boy! It's Wednesday!
And you know what that means!!!
Today's the day!!!
I'm giving three bonus points to each of the following people...
Thumper_Man, bankr63 and Susan R
for guessing the bottom of the clock.
Two points each to the following people...
Captain_Oblivious, afwdwfan (yes he did have it covered),
Sandy Mouse, bankr63, Scoobymoons and Susan R (yes, someone did.)
points so far:
bankr63 7 points
By now, you should have figured out how to get points in this game...
(And the usual disclaimer, if you notice an error, tell me!)
Jumped into/out of the shower,
Dressed.
Grabbed camera bag, all charged up night before.
iPod, all charged up night before.
Today's temps currently 47 with a high of 68 in the forecast.
pkondz side steps them over to the next....
uh... the next.... what do you call those things?
pkondz side steps them over to the next
post-thing-that-you-put-your-magic-band-up-to-then-scan-your-finger!
There are Family -People on his left that are ahead! It's going to be close!
Wait! Wait! The Family -People ahead have a stroller and are peeling off into stroller parking!!
"Can I have the highest row?" I ask.
I headed for
I'd never done the car design thingy before,
so it took me a while to get up to speed (see what I did there?)
I designed my car to look like something I'd want to drive,
not necessarily something that would be fastest or most this or that.
And I wasn't disappointed.
It didn't place first in any category.
I think that qualifies me as an automotive engineer.
Think about it. How many of you have ever said:
"What a piece of crap!" when talking about your car/truck?
See? Qualified.
When I got myself strapped in my car,
it lurched a few feet forward and.... nothing.
The whole ride came to a standstill.
I saw a few CMs running around (literally) and thought
"Oh, no. Don't let it be down! I'm so close!"
I don't know if it was a problem
I've done... actually my entire family of four together have done...
both MS green and orange.
We did the less intense green first...
and we all loved it!
We thought, "If that was good... more's got to be better!"
So we rode the orange side.
Yeah, not our finest hour.
I think the kids were okay, but Ruby didn't like it and I felt sick for about half an hour.
It felt like a ball of yeast was rising in my stomach and I just didn't knead that
But I did like Team Green. So that's what I did.
I was chosen to be navigator. Truly an honour!
Our capsule only had three cabin crew.
And while I was concerned about the mission's success without an engineer,
I'm pretty sure that my close attention to the controls is what saved the day.
And our butts.
(Is anyone else a big enough geek and lame enough to admit
that they too flip all the toggles and push all the buttons?
Anyone?)
I am not making this up. This honest-to-heck happened...
I placed the telephone receiver back onto the cradle.
And the very second... the instant I did so...
Both kids tell me they've changed their minds and now want to go to Epcot.
I spun around, grabbed the phone and re-dialed.
"Hello? Hello? I just had an ADR for Le Cellier for six o'clock that I cancelled.
Can I get it back?..."
Nope. Gone.
We ate at Biergarten that night, I believe.
Ever since that day, I beat my kids at every opportunity.
Even if I have to make something up.
I stopped for a bit to watch these guys.
What did I order you ask?
There was only one thing that I absolutely had to try...
There was only one thing I ordered.
The Cheddar Cheese soup!
Oh, doesn’t everyone have that?
And.... meh.
After waiting almost six years... I won't bother again.
Oh, it was okay. Maybe even pretty good.
I found the texture to be a little off-putting.
The flavour was good, not great.
I'd say that my favourite part of the meal was the pretzel bread.
Hey you! Get off the phone! Talk with the people at the table!
After lunch I sashayed over to the O Canada theatre to see what all the fuss was about.
And you know what?
I really, really liked it!
I felt my chest swelling with pride for my home country.
Or maybe that was my belly from the soup and pretzel bread
As I got closer to France, I noticed some people were looking up at the sky.
Maybe you've already guessed what they were looking at?
The skywriter was out that day, and had just started "writing".
So far he had finished the J, E and S...
I heard one woman exclaim. "Oh! It's going to say Jessica!"
Perhaps she thought it would be a marriage proposal?
I wonder if she was pleased or disappointed with the result?
A little farther on, I heard one man say to a group of people in French.
"Five dollars it's Jesus."
I wonder if anyone took him up on his wager
and if so, how much did he make?
Yes I'd just had lunch... but I hadn't had dessert yet!!
Oh, the horror! Something must be done about this terrible injustice!
"I'll take everything visible... to go, please."
While I was waiting in line, I heard a CLANG! that came from right beside me.
A little boy (about 8?) was playing with the ropes
and had managed to unhook one end and let it drop to the floor.
I assumed his mother, who was right beside him,
would tell him not play with the ropes and pick it up.
But she couldn't be bothered. She was on the phone.
Goodness knows that's much more important than parenting.
There was only one eensy, teensy little problem...
I was stuck.
I really love almost anything with lemon,
so the Tarte au Citron (lemon tart) was calling my name.
(Which is really weird. I didn't know if I could eat a sentient tart.
Hah! Have fun with that one!)
But!
I'm a sucker for Crème Brulée, too.
And that was calling to me too!
(Same issue. Could I eat a chatty pudding?)
Alas! What was I to do?
Crème Brulée? Or Tarte au Citron?
Crème Brulée?
Tarte au Citron?
Flip a coin?
Ask a server?
Finally I decided to be a man and make a decision.
There. Easy.
That wasn't so hard, was it?
Ya know. Being a typical guy, I can't stand shopping.
Grocery shopping I don't mind, but any other kind...
Well, tools. I don't mind.
Grocery and tool shopping...
Books. I like books.
Grocery, tools and book shopping I don't mind...
I think that's it. Probably others. But I can't think of any right now.
The man seated on the pot looked very much like Tommy Chong,
of Cheech and Chong fame.
He was about 65 - 70 years old and just screamed... hippie.
I couldn't resist.
I had to do it.
I walked up to him and said...
"Hey man, can I borrow some of your pot?"
He didn't get it.
Bonus questions!
1. What did I need to make me feel more at ease in France?
2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
3. Find the burning bush.
I retraced my steps.
Past Morocco, France, UK and Canada.
Past the Refreshment Port. Farewell cronuts!
I think I'll miss you most of all!
And soon I was approaching the...
post-things-that-you-put-your-magic-band-up-to-then-scan-your-finger.
I think I'll stick with turnstiles.
Even though they're clearly not actual turnstiles.
Shorter to type, though.
Finally... Finally!
I was heading out to do something that I'd never thought I'd do.
Something that I'm willing to bet very few,
possibly none of you reading this, have done.
And it's going to blow your minds.
I'm not going to make it a bonus point question.
But feel free to guess what it might be.
Oh, man! I am so stoked to tell you all about it.... next time.
So I created the word condimentize in the last chapter.
Claire liked it and wanted to use it in a sentence.
(Fascinate. Let's use it in a sentence. My sweater has seven buttons, but I only fascinate.)
Sorry.
Where was I?
Right.
So Claire uses it but changes it to fit the occasion to "condimentation".
Carrie points out that the word isn't "condimentation" but "condimentize"
So to prevent any bloodshed... (although it might be fun to watch... nah....)
I've decided to try and provide some clarity.
If anyone can think of any other modifications, please post them.
You too could save a life.
Condimentize - the action of putting a condiment on a bun or other (e.g. I'm going to condimentize my burger.)
Condimentation - Past tense of condimentize. (e.g. What sort of condimentation did you use?)
Condimentually - Future tense (e.g. When are you going to put mustard and ketchup on? Answer: Condimentually.)
Condimanually - When having to condimentize with cutlery instead of squeeze bottles. (e.g. I need a knife to put this on condimanually.)
Condimention – Quietly informing your host that he forgot to put out the condiments.
Contemptiment - When you look down on someone who won't put a condiment on. (e.g. Bill looked at Sally with contemptiment as she refused to condimentize her hot dog.)
Condimentolences – Taking a bite of someone else’s condimentized item and saying you’re sorry.
Condimension – The size of the condiment as it comes out of the squeeze bottle.
Condementia – When you can’t remember if you condimentized your item.
Condimentescension – When you only use Gray Poupon mustard instead of French’s.
Condimentigency – Emergency backup condiments supply.
Condimanding – When someone wants the ketchup you’re holding… NOW.
Condim – Prevents pregnancy. When your choice of condiment turns off your partner. See abstinence: When not using any condiments turns off your partner.
I hope this helps.
Two points each to the following people...
Captain_Oblivious, afwdwfan (yes he did have it covered),
Sandy Mouse, bankr63, Scoobymoons and Susan R (yes, someone did.)
Scoobymoons - 1 point for naval manoeuvers, 1 point for cute photos, 1 point for tea for two,
and 1 point for using it in a sentence.
post-thing-that-you-put-your-magic-band-up-to-then-scan-your-finger!
No, it is for the feisty and determined...not the faint at heart. When we were in the Soarin' queue on our last trip, one of the CMs was telling us about an elderly lady who was going on the ride for the first time. When it had finished they were ushering everyone off whilst getting the new lines of people in for the next ride and for some reason the numbers weren't working - there was one too few seats for the people who had been counted on. Well it transpired that the elderly lady had enjoyed her trip so much that she wanted to go again and there was no budging her! She rode again and then got off after trip number two!!Still, I like the ride enough to bowl over the young and elderly to get on it first thing.
Survival of the fittest.
Disney is not for the meek.
And you said it was good. So I went.
And here's another one, once we were all on board.
I can't believe I lucked out and got a seat!
They definitely need plant identification lessons....I am also never ever attending a Christmas dinner hosted by the person who put that sign by those plants...imagine the scene:
More technical naming of Disney things!I'd never done the car design thingy before
Woot!
Now that, I'd love to see!Well I drive faster than that on some highways,
and I don't ever feel like holding my arms up in the air and
hollering like an idiot.
You are on a roll.....It felt like a ball of yeast was rising in my stomach and I just didn't knead that.
Errrr.....who needs an engineer.....totally excessive.....And while I was concerned about the mission's success without an engineer,
(Is anyone else a big enough geek and lame enough to admit
that they too flip all the toggles and push all the buttons?
Anyone?)
Booooooooo - going to have to hide DD's eyes at that point....oh and maybe block her ears.....she won't mind.I spotted a family trying to convince one of their members to try the Beverly.
But he wouldn't do it.
I blame the new video on DME.
Very true!I would much rather try something and be disappointed,
than not try it and always wonder.
Yeah, the splinters stick in your teeth...I found a shaded bench to sit and devour it.
The cronut.... not the bench...
(I thrill at the power of the TR author!
Hey! Wait! Come back!)
I am looking forward to this and your pics have just intensified that! DH and DD went to the boulangerie while I was in hospital so I missed out last time.Boulangerie Patisserie.
Yes I'd just had lunch... but I hadn't had dessert yet!!
Oh, the horror! Something must be done about this terrible injustice!
"I'll take everything visible... to go, please."
...do I detect a hint of cynicism hmmmm......????Goodness knows that's much more important than parenting.
Don't even get me started on this! I sometimes literally have to sit on my hands to stop myself intervening in such situations. Either that or I bowl right in and then blame my 'teacher mode' to give me a reason for interfering.....mwah hah ha.....I wish some parents would... parent.
Don't be!Sorry for the rant.
Hope that doesn't make me shallow...
Shallower.
But I LOVE Japan.
Did I mention that I like Japan?
Not sure if that came through or not.
I like watching Taiko drumming.
I love the visceral energy it has.
Here's some pot for everyone.
(Yes, this was the one.)
Bonus questions!
1. What did I need to make me feel more at ease in France?
2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
3. Find the burning bush.
But feel free to guess what it might be.
Oh, man! I am so stoked to tell you all about it.... next time.
Bonus questions!
1. What did I need to make me feel more at ease in France?
2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
3. Find the burning bush.
My ears were burning. (Actually, I got a bat signal and took a quick break.)
Sadly, I'm up to my ears in anti-depressants, anti-psychotics and suicide care plans.
(Well, I mean I'm studying them, not taking them. )
I think until Tuesday, I'm out for the count, cuz well, as you well know, I REALLY want my A. Call me OCD, but they all just line up so nicely on my transcript.
Whew...what an update!!
LOVED hearing about Epcot...my fave also.
I'm so sorry (especially as a Canadian) that Le Cellier was a bit dissappointing.
I do find it funny though that this is on the menu for Canada....I've yet to see that on a menu here IN Canada...
I think you see French Onion soup more often IMHO...
and was the Cronut in Canada too?
Was it better than Tim's?
The grounds in Canada do look lovely though
the movie reminded me of one of those "Heritage Moments" from the 1980's....
Then there are other rides that "should" have FP+ that don't...
your pics make me want to be there!!
I would like to spend more time in WS too...but we'll see how my 9 year old feels about that on our next trip...I could handle a few solo days to just do that.
I believe I've heard them called Tapstiles
You'll get 'um next time!
Actually brussel sprouts can be quite tasty if cooked proper.
I see what you did there!
Don't you love when your kids pull a fast one on you?
You know, I have yet to ever step foot in the American pavillion. I'll have to change that next week.
I was talking about this with DH earlier. Thank for the reminder to keep this in mind to try.
That could end up awkward!
Ugh one of THOSE!
Sounds like you had a great Epcot day.
I really need to figure out how to do those multiple quote posts that you and Andy do
It was so funny how you described getting to Soarin'.
I love the Land ride. It's one of the few things I remember from going with my grandparents as a kid.
But I totally get you not being into it and I think it's cool you tried it anyway.
The visual of you retching over Brussels Sprouts makes me .
I won't go near Mission Space green or orange and I've never had a bad experience on a thrill ride. I think I've just heard too many horror stories about.
I love the pic you got of the entrance.
I was over your experience with the Phineas & Ferb game.
I'm sorry your experience at Le Cellier wasn't that great.
I didn't spend any time in Canada this trip. I had wanted to catch the show since I'd heard good things but I never made it. I think it was the location. When I walked by Canada it was to get to Future World. On the days we spent time at WS we would head out at the international gateway. On the last day we went over to the UK but never made it to Canada. I will definitely have to rectify that next trip.
I didn't see PP photographers at the fountain in France
We loved Japan, too. So beautiful!
And that shot of the duck? Amazing.
I can't believe you asked the Chong look-alike for some pot. You're killing me, dude.
They'rrrrrrrrrre at the post!
Aaaaannnnddd... they're off!!!
pkondz is slow out of the gate,
the Senior Citizens in front of him are joined by one more.
And it's their first time!
They're having trouble getting through!
pkondz side steps them over to the next....
uh... the next.... what do you call those things?
pkondz side steps them over to the next
post-thing-that-you-put-your-magic-band-up-to-then-scan-your-finger!
pkondz is lagging the field and will have to hope for a miracle.
Honeymooners are blown past with nary a glance!
A few Gawking-Gawkers stop to gawk at the big golf ball! Fools!!
pkondz puts it into a higher gear and begins to bypass Doddlers and Saunterers alike!
pkondz is veering to the right! What's happened?!? Has he blown a shoe?
No! No! He's cutting through Innoventions West! A brilliant move!
And he's out! He's out of Innoventions! The Land is straight ahead!
I'd read the descriptions for Living With the Land and frankly...
it sounded as dull as watching grass grow.
Which, pretty much, describes the ride perfectly.
Oh, settle down.
Here's a picture of the boats prior to us all boarding.
And here's another one, once we were all on board.
I think that qualifies me as an automotive engineer.
Think about it. How many of you have ever said:
"What a piece of crap!" when talking about your car/truck?
See? Qualified.
And this time, there were no crying little brats to stop me!
(To this day, my kids haven't let me forget how much I cried on that trip.)
People were fleeing from me in all directions.
(I get that a lot too.)
A few of them were fleeing because the phone was too loud.
(This was new.)
On one of our last days (second to last one) I had,
after many attempts, scored an ADR at Le Cellier.
I was really stoked, since I'd heard so many good things about it.
But what I didn't count on were the fickle minds of my children.
We didn't have park hoppers. And they wanted to go back to MK.
Which in retrospect, shouldn't have come as a big surprise.
So I tried to cajole them into going to Epcot... but... no.
Their minds were made up.
So now I had a coveted ADR for Le Cellier...
and we weren't even going to be in Epcot!
I dutifully called Guest Services and regretfully, reluctantly,
cancelled the ADR and made a new one for somewhere in MK.
I am not making this up. This honest-to-heck happened...
I placed the telephone receiver back onto the cradle.
And the very second... the instant I did so...
Both kids tell me they've changed their minds and now want to go to Epcot.
I spun around, grabbed the phone and re-dialed.
"Hello? Hello? I just had an ADR for Le Cellier for six o'clock that I cancelled.
Can I get it back?..."
Nope. Gone.
There was only one thing that I absolutely had to try...
There was only one thing I ordered.
The Cheddar Cheese soup!
And.... meh.
I would much rather try something and be disappointed,
than not try it and always wonder.
Cronut!!
All I can say is "Oh.... My."
It wasn't just good... it was stupendously, fantastically good.
If you haven't had one, GET. ONE.
My next stop?
I'm glad you asked!
You didn't ask?
Well too bad! I'm going to tell you anyway!
(I thrill at the power of the TR author!
Hey! Wait! Come back!)
I crossed the bridge and saw this:
While I was waiting in line, I heard a CLANG! that came from right beside me.
A little boy (about 8?) was playing with the ropes
and had managed to unhook one end and let it drop to the floor.
I assumed his mother, who was right beside him,
would tell him not play with the ropes and pick it up.
But she couldn't be bothered. She was on the phone.
Goodness knows that's much more important than parenting.
She glanced at her son and went back to ignoring him.
A moment later... CLANG!
Alas! What was I to do?
Crème Brulée? Or Tarte au Citron?
Crème Brulée?
Tarte au Citron?
Flip a coin?
Ask a server?
Finally I decided to be a man and make a decision.
There. Easy.
Hey buddy, what you do in your kinky spare time is up to you...
You slapped the whaaa... oh, never mind...
Laundry day?
Well at least I'm tied up with a nursing student with a penchant for antipsychotics (which she would need to be tied up with me...)
Beg, grovel and steal; check...
Dude, don't those accessible showers have zero entry? What you jumpin' for?
Thousand Islands? Blue Cheese? Inquiring minds want to know...
not sure why you charged the bag; but did you plug the camera in?
Minus the 46 gigawatts of power used to "alarm" the neighbours (sorry, NEIGHBORS; we're in FL after all).
turnstile?
Family People are okay. Now if it had been the Village People that would be something to write about.
Not unless you are with the guy from Japan that you haven't met yet...
"Got a brand new Chevy with a lift kit, look a heck of a lot better with you up in it"
What? Oh, sorry, that's been an ear worm ever since I crossed the Florida/Georgia Line.
Made a bad pun?
Excuse me Mr. Pkondz, but your Edsel is holding up the rest of the line, you’ll need to exit now please.
Anyone else wonder why the it’s the Orange side that turns everyone Green? Just sayin’…
What? No engineer!?!?
Not me. I’m an engineer and I ALWAYS RTFM (ready the fascinating manual).
Eternal punishment?
Well, soul food would assuage your shattered soul…
It does bring back memories of Expo ’67, but that was much more impressive. I still remember the log rollers now, which I guess is impressive as I was all of 5 years old at the time…
What? What? They finally added pulled pork poutine to the menu?
Well, this I can understand. Come on, we come from the land of cheddar (sorry Wisconsinites, but really, we OWN good cheddar). Unless it’s a really good Black River or Balderson cheddar, I’m out of there.
Yes, because nothing says Canada quite like pretzels…
Can’t, getting my next clue from agent Perry
Yup, ‘cause nothin’ gets your chest swelling like Mike Myers when you’re a true Canadian…
Okay, I’m gonna guess he writes “Jest Kidding! We’re all going to heck!”
Okay, just exactly what course would the Cronut take?!? The après entrée perhaps, but not the dessert…
And suffer my just desserts…
Talking to agent P, no doubt
Well a Platypus pretty much trumps everything, ask Monkston…
Hmm, okay in the UK they call a Citroen a Citron, and a Citroen is a thinking man’s car; therefor a sentient car, so a tarte au citron is a sentient tart. No? And that wasn’t even fun, was it?
Okay, I don’t get this. Crème Brulée is literally Burnt Cream. I have no idea how chatty comes in here; and my French is pretty good…
Umm, hello? Car shopping? Absolutely my favorite shopping. Too bad I only need another one every four years or so…
Still too up from being on the “high” row.
I am confused here. You are at Japan. Why would you walk all the way BACK around WS? Oh, wait. You really didn’t pass by those cronuts, did you?
I’m gonna guess that you are going for a ride on Richard Petty; because it’s not going to be there anymore…
ETA - okay, I really hate the new multi-quote. I went back and removed ALL of the stupid extra quote pairs after the first line of each Pkondzi quote, and the #@$%^ interface just put them all back in again!
I really want to spend more time in World Showcase too. We will often go for an evening to walk around a bit, but we just never seem to get much done--kids get tired.
When we go at 11am, every one is ready for lunch just about and then they want to head back for a break and a swim. Maybe the little ones jut need to grow up a bit.
We head down three times a year, so my time will come.
In the meantime, your pictures provide an excellent subtitute.
I can never pull the trigger on Le Cellier. Just figure it sounds like it's hyped a bit. There are enough poor reviews to make me think I'd be disappointed.
Believe it or not, we are quite happy with tacos from La Cantina in Mexico.
Waiting for more......
We went to Michigan to visit family and wow did I get behind on the Dis!
Anyway, your days at the MK and Epcot both sound great
And the cronut...