WRITER'S NOTE: I had an unfortunate accident with an apple peeler before I started typing this, so I'm typing with about 6 Band-Aid brand bandages wrapped around my finger. They want you to call it that, you know: "Band-Aid brand bandages". Not "Band-Aids". Just like
Lego wants you to say "Lego Bricks" or "Lego Blocks". It's so they don't lose the trademark.
Anyway, typos should be both excused and anticipated.
So where were we? Oh, yeah.
We slept a little, but not too much. Let's be serious here.
Recharged, we got ready to go.
This isn't our first time eating at Narcoossee's. Of course, you'd never know that, because the only other time we've dined there was 2013, and my 2013 Trip Report was...well, you know.
To sum up our 2013 meal briefly, we loved it! One of the best dining experiences on any of our trips. The food was fantastic, and we had the best server we've had anywhere, including outside of Disney. His name started with an "A", but I don't remember the rest. He was from Germany, and was absolutely HYSTERICAL. For example, when Emily ordered the Make-Your-Own-S'mores dessert, he replied with, "ohhh, that is a sticky proposition. Last time someone ordered that, I went home with three kids stuck to my pants." Dylan, who was taking German at the time in school, greeted him with a "guten tag", to which he rattled off something in German that Dylan didn't understand a word of. At the end of the meal, he came out holding a handful of Mickey's Magical Straws (aka "Mickey Straws"), and said, "I am sorry to tell you, but we are completely out of Mickey Straws." He was great. And the food was sensational.
Tonight, we're going back. And we didn't even realize it before last week. As you recall, Raglan Road fell victim to a 12-alarm kitchen fire, and Firemen Mickey, Goofy, and Donald had to come screaming over from Main Street, USA to put it out.
To be honest, I truly believe, to this day, that's how fires get put out at Magic Kingdom. I've never seen anyone else put out fires in MK, so it's probably true.
Anyway, Kristin tried for California Grill (where we've never been), but couldn't get it. Amazingly, Narcoossee's had an opening. And we grabbed it.
Of course, Narcoossee's has a dress code, so Kristin had to change out of the ripped shorts and fishnets; Emily had to put on a non-racist, non misogynistic t-shirt; and I was forced, against my beliefs, to defy the 11th Commandment ("Sun's out, guns out") and ditch the tank top (for males).
Alright, whatever. Is this better?
We clean up nice. Especially the girls.
No photo of the boys, but we had on shirts with buttons. IRONED shirts with buttons.
I actually iron every morning in Disney, which is hilarious since I only iron for special occassions at home. I guess this qualifies
Our path to the Grand Floridian tonight consists of a park bus to MK at 4:15, followed by a Monorail ride to the resort.
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We're at the Grand Floridian!