The sun, moon, and stars just all lined up for this one.
After getting cleaned up from snorkeling, and getting that crusted salt out of our pores, we didn't have a whole lot of time to make the Golden Mickeys.
Y'know, if Disney can't do a show, no one can. We went by the Deck 9 beverage station and got some drinks, and to Goofy's Galley for some snacks. Here's a hint - their wraps make great snacks to tide you over between meals (I was partial to the chicken caesar and oriental wraps) - it's not like packing in a burger and fries and feeling gorged. I made that mistake once with a bratwurst mid afternoon, and felt just, well, gross after dinner. Amy loaded up on fresh pineapple - that child ate her weight in fruit this trip, and it was always, always fresh and plentiful.
Showtime! We hadn't seen this one before, and it lived up to its reputation. It was one of those Disney's Greatest Hits compilations, and it was full of historical detail, with the cutaways to Roy Disney and others. Glamorous, glitzy, and satisfying. Before the "THE-atahh" - note the requisite red carpet:
And a scene from the finale:
We were a handful of folks who checked out "The Wheel," a variation of Wheel of Fortune that was in Diversions between the show and dinner. My team won, of course.
Dinner was at Parrot Cay. By this time folks were prowling around in their pirate regailia. Some folks went all out in spectacular fashion with dress, other folks just went tropical (me). There were little red pirate bandanas at each table, and they were way too small to fit around my big ol' Irish head.
I recall not being overly impressed with Parrot Cay on the Magic years ago. Tonight was quite good. I had baked crab Martinique for an app, and I really appreciated that there was enough crab to know I was eating crab. Teresa went with the quinoa and grilled veggies. I wasn't familiar with quinoa, which is a grain, a wheat cousin, that was a little like couscous. She said it was "pretty good." Amy got chicken wings, which were in a pomegranate bbq sauce - a nifty mix of "sweet and heat."
The Wonder chefs know what to do with soups. I had cream of sweet onion soup, and it was RICH - the name says it all. Teresa ventured out on the ledge and had a cold cream of mango and papaya soup, and just went into holy raptures. I tried it, but cold soups aren't my favorite ... although, like anything else, I could eat a tubfull. Amy had a salad; I don't recall which one, but she cleaned her plate.
Entrees were better than Animator's Palate for us. I opted for the mixed grill - beef tenderloin, lamb chop, bacon-wrapped sausage, and jumbo shrimp all in a cabernet mushroom sauce. I'm an unrepentant carnivore, so this suited me fine. These were all appetizer-sized portions, and other than the tenderloin being more on the medium side than rare side, I was plesed. Amy had grouper - some folks don't like grouper, but I've found it to be a nice mild white meat, and hers was pan-seared with shrimp lemon butter. It was the best entree of the night. Teresa went with Caribbean roast chicken, her traditinonal safe bet, and it packed some heat. She was really appreciative of the side of mashed sweet potatoes. Nice presentations, too.
And behold the best desserts of the trip - Amy and Teresa both opted for creme brulee cheesecake, two favorites combined, and good enough to make you slap yo' mamma. My choice was French toast banana bread pudding, which was dressed with coconut ice cream (unacceptable to me, but Egi substituted vanilla with a flourish) and caramel sauce. I tend to be a bread pudding purist - don't get too cute with a Southern classic - but this one was deelish, and made me want to take back all the criticism I've tended to spout over Disney desserts.
The servers did sort of a conga line/limbo deal at the end of dinner, which cracked me up ... I loved watching this father take off and hop in line while his teenage daughter was thoroughly humiliated
("Dad!!!" she hollered.)
Thoroughly sated, we waddled up and staked out a claim on Deck 10 for the Pirates in the Caribbean party.
The crew sure does know how to whip a crowd up into a wholesome frenzy! High octane singing and dancing,and they really get normally shy and withdrawn folks up and moving. On the Ariel view screen above the pool were fun cutaway shots of kids and adults having a great time. Once in a while they'd cut to a scene with the Pirates logo - the skull and crossbones - and that skull would come alive, zoom to the foreground of the screen and boom out something unintelligible, and a couple of the little kids near me would scream in terror. I guess that big ol' skull looming over the pool was too much for 'em. I just thought it was funny.
So you had Hook, Mr. Smee, and other unsavory types taking over the ship, but Mickey and company came to the rescue - nothing like having heroes on board.
Here's Mickey, right above our heads, ready to zipline into the thick of things:
And fireworks at sea! I can't imagine what kind of hoops the Disney Powers that Be had to jump through to get permission to do this.
We strolled around the Deck 4 promenade a bit before bedtime. Amy got her chamomile tea, and we turned in. Long day, but a good 'un!