What a spaceport!
After having my butt soundly beat on TSM by a 15 year old (I swear its because he plays so many video games), getting my photo with Mike Wazowski, and riding Tower of Tower, I was hungry. Of course, just when hunger strikes...the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down. David and I dutifully pulled on our ponchos and made a run for Toy Story Pizza Planet. Which, for those familiar with the layout of DHS, is clear on the other side of the park from Tower of Terror. But we had made an agreement with the Tweedles and I would rather risk getting drenched in a torrential downpour than face the wrath of a grumpy, hungry Tweedle. The Tweedles had ponchos as well. But they were too cool for them. Cool people apparently don't mind getting drenched. I guess I stopped being cool when I hit 10 (if I was even cool then).
Anyways, after a mad dash we made it to Toy Story Pizza Planet. Tweedle Dee wanted pizza and he wanted to see one thing .... the claw. Unfortunately, there wasn't a giant claw for him to see. Which, as an aside...there should be! But there were many aliens hanging from the ceiling. OOOOOHHHHHH! AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
And the place was packed. Everyone wanted to get out of the rain. And since it was 12:30ish, everyone was also hungry. I went upstairs and hunted down a table, yet again. Table safari was quickly becoming my forté. David and the Tweedles took care of ordering all of the food. Since I was sitting alone at a table, I was acutely aware of how long everything took. It was about 20 minutes from the time they got in line until the time the food got upstairs.
So what all do you get at Pizza Planet? Well I was thinking that it would just be pretty bad pizza and that yet again I would be sacrificing my palate for the sake of family harmony. Turned out I was wrong.
First, the meal came with a salad. And, while it wasn't a gourmet salad, it did give me an excuse to eat ranch. So of course I enjoyed it. Seriously though, the salad wasn't half bad, even though it looks blurry here.
As for the pizza, well everyone but Tweedle Dum got pepperoni. (He got plain cheese). And I was surprised because the pizza was actually pretty good.
For dessert....well they had Mickey Rice Krispies, which are always popular. Unfortunately these did not come with chocolate ears like the ones at Liberty Tavern in Epcot. But they were still good. I wish I could get my rice krispies that light and airy.
All in all, not a bad spot. And so much food!
I would absolutely eat here again. David thought it was a nice change of pace from burgers for lunch and agreed that the pizza was actually pretty good.
And the Tweedles, well we tried to send them home with Sid...but he (like the claw) was no where to be found. Plus, the Tweedles actually ate all of their food. Well, not all. They aren't salad people. But I think they really liked it. Of course they didn't say that they liked it. So, how do I know? Well on our last day at WDW, we let the Tweedles pick whichever park they wanted to go to and told them to meet us later. They went back to DHS for some more TSM, RRC, and ToT (obviously this was their favorite park) and they went back to Pizza Planet for lunch.
So Pizza Planet = Tweedles pickey eater stamp of approval.
