As you may or may not have noticed, Mara has been sadly neglected so far in this dining report. In actuality, I think the closest we came to our resort food court was a nod in its general direction, as in “Oh look, honey, there’s the food court way over there.” We never even went to Mara to refill our refill mugs, which we bought way back in May and, being the cheapy-cheap-skate-refill-mug-cheaters that we are, reused on 3 subsequent trips. Perhaps it was the inconvenient location of Mara in combination with the horrendousness of Nescafe in general that made spending obscene amounts of money on cappuccinos in the park such an attractive option. Touché Disney. You sank my battleship once again.
On Day 7, we returned to AK because I have to ride EE at least 12 times per trip, and I had yet to fill my Yeti quota for October. But first DGF needed a coffee fix. Lucky for us and coffee suckers everywhere, there is a nifty little coffee cart right at the entrance to AK. Here we purchased two cappuccinos and a cheese Danish for breakfast. Yum.
For lunch, we decided on Flame Tree Barbeque. To be honest, the only reason I like this counter service is the onion rings. I am to onion rings what Britney is to baby mama drama. I just can’t help myself.
We shared some onion rings, a fruit plate, and a beef sandwich served with baked beans.
The beef sandwich was ok with lots of special sauce, but the baked beans were truly disgusting. I think that Disney should get a clue here. Stop messing with the menu at ‘Ohana and get rid of those nasty beans. Everybody hates them. The fruit plate tasted great though, and I believe it counteracted the unhealthiness of the onion rings. According to this logic, onion rings are good for you when consumed with cantaloupe.
Dinner that night was conveniently located right downstairs from our room. That’s right, Jiko! Swahili for we eat macaroni and cheese with our filet mignon. But before our adventure in African fusion cuisine, we stopped by Victoria Falls Lounge for a drink.
DGF ordered a Raspberry Mojito, while I had a Rum Runner.
I really only enjoy rum while on vacation at WDW. Maybe it’s a Pirates of the Caribbean thing. We wants the red-head!
All, or at least partly, liquored up, we made our way down to the first circle of hell, otherwise known as limbo or the waiting area between Jiko and Boma. Here we mourned our separation from our dinner. But there was hope for us virtuous pagans yet. That’s right, the bar! Swahili for the drinking place. We shouldered up to the bar, buzzer in hand, and after consulting with the bartender, both ordered a glass of Pinotage. This is a red wine made from a South African varietal, which neither of us enjoyed much after the 3rd sip. Way too dry and puckery!
Once seated at a table for two in the main dining room, we decided to try the appetizer sampler. This isn’t on the menu, but I’d heard about it on the DIS and thought it sounded good.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but clockwise from one o’clock, we have: Lamb "Patis" (pulled lamb rolled in phyllo) with mint-cilantro chutney, Lentil "Pastilla" (lentil filled phyllo pockets) with a sweet and sour sauce, Maize and Sweet Potato "Tamales" (herbed maize pudding and truffled sweet potato mash with shredded goat cheese in corn husk boat), and Fire Roasted Sambal Shrimp with chickpwa and peppadew bhajai.
I’m haunted by several of these appetizers to this day. The lentil pastillas and tamales were sick (which is a good thing).
For my main course, I got the Kenyan Coffee BBQ-Braised Beef Short Rib with crushed Idaho and Sweet Potatoes and Onion-Garlic Sauce.
A blurry picture, but a delicious meal. The short ribs were falling off the bone tender in a thick and rich BBQ sauce. Anyone else need a bib? I’m drooling over my own blurry picture!
In yet another unfocused picture, we have DGF’s favorite dish at Jiko, the Chermoula Roasted, Tanglewood Chicken with red-skin mashed potatoes, preserved lemons, kalamata olives, roasted garlic, herbs and harissa.
I like it when she orders this because I get to pick at the crispy chicken skin and steal bites of her mashed potatoes. It’s the combination of subtle flavors that really make this dish, but I think the real secret is in the preserved lemons and the artichoke oil. We tried to make this at home, but it just wasn’t the same.
The waiter twisted my arm until I finally yelled uncle and ordered some dessert. I got the House-made Lemon Curd with pomegranate and blueberry compote, white chocolate biscotti and sour cream ice cream.
I love lemon curd, and if I wasn’t already so full, I would’ve been licking the bowl.
DGF is a creature of habit and revisited the Pistachio Crème Brulee with layered chocolate bottom.
This is one of the many inventive versions of crème brulee to be found at WDW. A must if you enjoy pistachios or are on a monorail crème brulee crawl, except the monorail doesn’t go to AKL, so never mind.
This was our 2nd time dining at Jiko and certainly not our last. I would recommend this restaurant to the more adventurous among us, but I think even picky eaters will find something interesting on the menu.
Only 2 days left. Can we stomach 2 more dinners at signature restaurants or do we punk out?