Wednesday, October 14th - A Warm & Sticky Wishes Dessert Party
Before I get to the dessert party I thought I'd share a cautionary travel tale with you. We discovered last year that alcohol constitutes a clear plastic baggie carry-on as long as none of the bottles holds more than three liquid ounces and they can all be crammed into one plastic baggie that can be ogled and mocked by the TSA screeners. Since I have to put all of my prescriptions in one baggie to be screened, Jay always gets the pleasure of putting the booze-baggie through as his own. As we were pushing all of our stuff through the machine one of the screeners picked up our precious cargo, took a long look, and then said to Jay, "You guys have good taste in booze."
Well of course we do; life's too short to drink swilly alcohol!
I breathed a sigh of relief because I'd realized once we were in line that I'd shoved all the alcohol into a one-gallon baggie instead of the one-quart mandated by TSA and I was crawling with fear that they'd confiscate our liquid crack. But then as I was putting my shoes on I noticed that the employee manning the machine was running the bag o' booze repeatedly through the x-ray. She was frowning and gestured to another employee and then together they frowned at the televised images of our premium travel-sized mini-bar. After several excruciating moments one screener held our baggie aloft and asked, "Who's the alcoholic?"
I stepped forward with my hand extended, "I am; may I please have my booze back?"
He gave it to me, but I had the distinct impression that he disapproved. I don't think he would have believed me if I'd tried to explain that alcohol at Disney World is expensive and the experienced, booze-reliant Mouse Trap visitor has little choice but to pack provisions.
Jay always manages to make me laugh in situations like this and he said, "Alcoholic implies that you have a problem ... you're just a drunk!"


Don't come between Bendy and her booze!
If you're curious about the baggie o' booze, it included travel sized bottles of the following: Cirroc vodka, Grand Marnier, Navan, Remy Martin cognac, Bailey's, and two different Scotches. I strongly advise you to visit your local purveyor of alcoholic bliss and stock up on minis before your next trip ... and don't leave home without it! But make sure that you use the correct sized baggie or your bliss could turn to sorrow in the blink of an eye.
And now, back to the reviews.
As you may or may not remember, Jay and I had just finished a quick snack and drink in the Tequila Ditch. We decided to go ahead and make our way over to the Magic Kingdom so that we could get there with plenty of time to spare before the Wishes Dessert Party that I'd booked for us late in August. Now that the heady rush of vacation planning has receded, I can objectively state that this really was not the best use of time or money for Jay and me, but I was in
the zone when I booked it and my inner Gollum was hissing in my ear ... "We wants it; we needs it; we must attends it!"
And so the deed was done.
We were looking forward to the dessert party because it was a totally new experience for us and it had been years since we'd actually stayed to watch fireworks at the Magic Kingdom. I may be the only person on the DISboards who can't stand the Wishes soundtrack ... I resent the perfectly recorded, emotionally manipulative score that never fails to make me cry for all kinds of reasons that you really don't want to know anything about. And I was truly curious to know which we would find more cloyingly sweet: the dessert buffet or the musical score!
It was a very humid evening so we decided to wander through some of the stores on Main Street as we made our way towards the castle; people were also lining up for the parade so it was easier to avoid the masses by dodging into the shops. For some reason (probably the tequila) we thought these Disney characters posed as iconic Star Wars characters were absolutely hilarious.
Ride, ride, ride; hitching a ride!
Freeze dried foie gras...
Nothing can redeem Jar Jar Binks, not even Goofy.
We eventually found the Tomorrowland Terrace where we were supposed to check in for the party. When I booked the event the CM told me that we should be there by 7:45PM for the 8:00PM start time. On our night it didn't really matter - no one was even allowed into the reserved area until 8PM and we had to wait for everyone ahead of us to be checked-in, given a wrist band, and escorted to their table. We probably made it to the front of the line by 8:15PM, and despite the very vocal concerns of the lady behind us in line, there was still plenty of food for everyone.
I hadn't really given much thought to the event after booking it. A friend of mine from work had attended one of these parties with her family over the summer so I felt like I knew what to expect. And while Jay and I can certainly pack the food away with the best of 'em at times, a dessert buffet in 90% humidity in the middle of Florida is not our preferred method for storing up fat for the cold winter months to come. In other words, if they ran out of something we weren't going to throw a tantrum over it.
A very nice CM explained how the buffet was set up as he led us to our table. He pointed out the serving station and drink area, the photopass photographer who would be more than happy to take our picture, and then the amazing and unbelievable table that had been reserved for us. I am not joking or exaggerating when I tell you that we had the best table in the house - at the very front of the entire terrace directly facing Cinderella's Castle. The wire that Tinkerbell flies down at the start of Wishes ... it ended on the roof just above our heads.
Jay looked at me with a huge grin that I knew was mirrored on my own face. "What did you do to get us a table this good?"
I shrugged. "I have no idea other than calling to book it the same day that it became available."
For some reason we were lucky and since pixie dust like that doesn't fall on us very often we said a quick "thank you" to the universe and then wandered off to scope out the buffet. I liked that the tables were all pre-assigned and that the placeholders on them were taped down - no chance for them to blow away while we were loading up our plates with sugar, sugar, and more sugar.
For one night only it's our table!
Since there have been so many reviews posted of this event I didn't go to the trouble of taking pictures of the actual buffet. There are many people here on the DIS and on other sites who have already posted incredible pictures of the entire spread that Disney lays out for this event and I'm willing to bet almost everyone here has seen them. In addition, some of the items available were so commonplace that Jay and I didn't even bother to sample them. Keep in mind - it was oppressively humid that night and even remorseless eating machines like us have our limits. We tried to choose one of each item that seemed interesting or new and washed it down with plenty of cold water.
Plate #1
Plate #2
My plate included creme brulee, cannoli, key lime pie tartlet, cheesecake, and something like a chocolate mousse. Jay's plate included a chocolate-banana tart, a chocolate-peanut butter tart, a mango shooter, and various chocolate truffles.
Items that we decided to by-pass included fresh fruit, chocolate chip cookies, brownies, and chocolate covered strawberries.
We thought the food was pretty good and the presentations simple and attractive - our favorite dessert was the peanut butter-chocolate tart which was like eating a gooey peanut butter cup turned into pudding. Our least favorite was the mango shooter which was too thick and overpoweringly strong ... dare I say, GACKY!
The CMs working the dessert party were all very friendly and helpful and we never noticed that buffet items weren't being replenished in a timely fashion. And most of the guests were well behaved. There was one family that decided Jay and I needed a close-up of their collective behinds ten minutes before Wishes began, but a few well chosen words made them realize that we really didn't want their hindquarters in our laps or on our table and they very kindly gave us some breathing room. That, I think, is the one potential problem with the viewing area and the dessert party that CMs don't have much ability to control. It's understandable that people sitting at tables in the rear of the terrace want to move forward to better see the show, but some of them do it without being considerate of their fellow guests who have just as much right to enjoy an unobstructed view as they do.
A little corn-sideration goes a long way, but I've found that people who act like jerks on vacation are usually jerks when not on vacation, too. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you just need to be prepared for the possibility that some guests at the dessert party may think that they deserve a better view than you and everyone else in attendance and they are willing to go to great lengths to get it. These people cannot be reasoned with and may even be dangerous - they are hepped up on sugar, toting their body weight in electronic and / or digital equipment, and actually sweat a cinammon-scented glaze that allows them to stick in place directly in front of you until the fireworks have ended.
Confront them at your own peril, my freinds.
So, what's our final assessment? It was fun and the desserts were good, but we just don't care enough about seeing Wishes or Spectromagic to fork out the money again for endless dessert and a table that may or may not have a prime view of the evening's festivities. I would never tell anyone
not to book the dessert party because we all decide to attend these things for our own reasons; Jay and I were happy to give it a try this one time, but once was definitely enough for us.
And now, please enjoy some slightly blurry pictures of Cindy's castle from our primo table ...
Jay and Bendy's final rating: The Wishes Dessert Party earns a Batmanuel for uniqueness, nice variety, excellent service, and a pixie dusted prime table for the almost-birthday girl and her lovey!