Reviews You can't use! Review #15, The Angry Rude Planet!

[smidgy]

whoops, under wrong name

 

[nebo]

ok, now I've got it, I think

Originally Posted by lisalonglash
Nebo & Smidgy = PLUS a wicked dining report =

Sorry I haven't been around, Nebo (on the miniscule chance that you noticed my absence amongst your kazillion fans lol), it has been INSANEly busy here! I'm going to try and get caught up on your TR this week - wish me luck

hi Lisa, boy, this turning into a family reunion here. You're not bringing cousin Eddie and the dog, Snots, are you?


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Originally Posted by jecskc
Yep. That was me. Thanks for reading. I commented a time or two on your POTC TR. You said I needed to buy a vowel.

Yeah, that was it, I knew those consonants looked familiar.


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Originally Posted by McDisney
How 'bout a Rose and crown report?

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Originally Posted by Backstage_Gal
I'll second that, teehee!

Yep, right. It figures you'd pick that one, and you know darn well I'll get to it.
I am hoping to get chapter 2 posted tonight, we are going to be revisiting Cap'n Jack's if I can get the flux capacitor fixed in the ol' Delorean.
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[nebo]

This is a strange feeling;
I'm supposed to be working on my trip report, but I'm over here touching up and posting old dining reviews.

I feel like I'm cheating on myself.

Our next Disney table review is going to fall just short of being a two parter, but to retell the story correctly I have to keep the next two reviews in "back to back" form, you'll understand why as you're reading them.

Our Delorean is taking us all the way back tonight to
September of '06, this is the second time with us taking advantage of Fee Dining.

Free Dining, oh, did I just say that out loud?

Tonight's destination is Downtown Disney, which we accessed from Animal Kingdom by taking a bus to Saratoga Springs, then transferring to a DD bus.
This turned out to be a very strange ride,,, from either trying to get people to answer our questions on whether we can walk from SSR, to the pitch black bus waiting areas at SSR, it seemed we were surrounded by Zombies.

If we do make it to DD alive, our reservations are for Cap'n Jack's.
Why Cap'n Jack's?

Easy,,,, they have lobster tail on the free dining menu, one of the few places in all of Disney that has lobster tail on ANY menu, and my wife, Smidgy has this thing for lobster tails that are on free dining menus.

With me, heck, free hot dogs gets me excited.

This is near the end of out trip, and things concerning Free Dining could not have gone better, remember when appetizer and gratuity were included?
So c'mon in, we'll make room for you:

So, after keeping the zombies at arm's length, the bus pulls up at DD.

We exit, leave the zombies behind and get over to Captain Jack's with 3 minutes to spare. Sorry, "Cap'n Jack's".

And we are told there will be a twenty minute wait.
So, ya hang around. I go outside for another smoke, and it's drizzling out.
Twenty minutes later, we are called, and are seated right next to a window, with a great view of,,,, um,,,,, water. Ok, shiny water. It's dark, the water is dark, lights are reflecting off it. Dark, shiny, water.

However, it was still a better view than the tables in front of us , that seated 8. Yep, it's time for being PC to be darned.
In front of us is a group.
A loud group.
A "who gives a crap about anybody else" group.

There was ten of them, yelling at the seater and the server. But only 8 chairs there. They were speaking Spanish, but I could tell they were'nt from Mexico. I thought I heard South American mentions,,,, but the women were just brutal, yelling at the staff.

I heard the seater explain that they only made reservations for 8, and now you are ten.

Didn't matter.
As I was about ready to request a different table, 4 more of them came in. Now they want a table for 14 because they made reservations for 8!
Yep, made sense to me.

These four guys arriving late were even drunker then the rest, but in a good mood. It was the women doing all the yelling at the servers, the men were more like: "Guys just wanna have fun."

Before we even got a chance to be moved, the waitress who had already given us a beer, asked us kinkly if we would mind moving to a different table.

Said she needed our table to help this group out.
Hold it,,, no, not kinkly,,,, KINDLY.
There.

Fine with us.
And we got away from them, and still had a blackened water view.

And we ordered.

Now, I know you have read Wolfgang Smidgie's review on this restaurant.
And it was right on.
For the most part.

So Tough, you're going to have to read mine too.

We are there for only one reason. The twin lobster tails.
I had told her that I think they are only fraternal,not identical, but it didn't matter, she still wanted them.
To be honest, I have only oredered lobster once in my whole life. I'm thinking "two" might be overdoing it. So, I ordered a steak and a lobster, "side".

I know she had "Carb cakes" as an appetizer (yes, I never let her forget a typo). I''m not sure, but I think I ordered the boring Minestrone soup. (you do know that for the rest of our lives, they will be known as Carb cakes from now on?)

The soup was plain old soup, nothing special, and though I didn't try them, she said the carb cakes were good, I couldn't tell you if they were good or bad.

Dinner came. And I just dived right into my mashed potatoes.

My steak was this thing that looked like a hockey puck. I almost started thinking, cool, a filet! Then I looked closer,,,, uh uh. On closer inspection it looked more like Gaines Burgers. This is sirloin. I cut off a piece. And HOT sirloin. I had popped that little piece in my mouth after I sawed it off but I had never had a steak you could actually burn yourself on, this had microwave written all over it.

I could tell when it got to the table and I cut into it, it was medium rare, but the nuclear reactor they had put it under wasn't done cooking , I think.
It was now medium well.

And so was my mouth.

" How is your steak, honey?"

"ummm, one second, hard to tell with a mouthful of seared flesh."

Absotively, without a doubtlet, it was the worst steak I had on Disney property, ever.( It still is, to date) Your jaws just gave up, whether you wanted them to or not, they just could not keep on chewing. I think it's going to replace the current 3-D movie in the Tree of life, "It's Tough to be a Steak"

I turned to the lobster tail.

ok, I admit, I am relatively new to this aspect of "fine dining", I usually avoid all types of food that don't breathe oxygen the way I do, whether it swims or walks on the ocean floor.

After peeling back this dinosaurian like exoskeleton, I was face to face with this big hunk of what looked like to me, marshmallow. I look up at wifey, she's going to town on hers. "Nope, nothing wrong here."

And just before I take a scoopfull, I notice the bypass running around Macon.

You see, I am still extremely, map, oriented, even though we flew down this trip. Trust me, any Pschologist that ever tried to give me a Rorshach Test, would run screaming into the hills.
Or is that a Horseshack test?
Because everything looks like a map of some state, or town, to me. The number of times we've driven down to Disney now from the Chicago area translate into many,many hours of staring at the Atlas, looking for new and different routes to Disney World. Especially trying to find ways around Atlanta which we dread driving through.

Anyway, this lobster tail looks like the state of Georgia, ,, I have no problem with that. What I do have a problem with is the "red line" going around Macon.

It's solid, pure chunk of an off-white substance looking very much like mashed potatos,,,,,, I can deal with that.

It's the "red line" I have a problem with.

"Diane?" "Should I have a red line going around Macon in my lobster?"

"Shut up and eat, it's fine."
Yep, they don't call her the World's Greatest Dinner Companion for nothing.

Wow, talk about getting headed off at the pass?

I did eat most of everything cept the bypass, since I wasn't eating that steak. I could have ordered about four more helping of the mashed potatoes though, they were great. My luck they would have started looking like Alaska, " why is there an oil rig in here?"

I still ended up being full by meals' end, and didn't order desert. I know, sacrilege on the dining plan, I just felt stupid ordering something I wouldn't eat. She ordered Lime Pie, I believe. As she was eating, I looked at her.
Was that Valdosta hanging from her chin?
I still had the state of Georgia on my mind.

She barely touched her dessert too, so we asked for the check.

Bottom line; would I eat here again?
No, not unless it was free, even then there are still better choices. Besides, I'm almost positive they don't even have one lobster tail now, much less the Weasley twins.
I think they have also given up trying to cook steaks, you might be able to get a ground sirloin or something.

Which brings us to,,,,,,,,,

Boy, how to explain this next part.

Our waitress came, and took Diane's room key card. She stopped back mometarily to inform us that our two beers were on the house for being such great sports, and switching tables to accomodate Paraguay.

Cool.

But oftentimes, fate has other plans. Just when you get set up with the free beers, evil is planning it's move.

There is so much that goes on just beyond the realm of our senses, evil things that we just don't know about. And sometimes, we just cannot follow the flight of a simple thing like a room card. As it dissappears behind a doorway, it may as well have entered a different dimension. And we also don't see the many people that might be handling it, fondling it, and then, finally, returning it to us.

But true, malevelolent evil, has no timetable. Once it's work is done, it can sit back and take a nap.
It knows it's work is done, now, while it sleeps, it just waits for the alarm to go off.
Then, it smiles.

So, it was with the innocense of a child, that Diane picked it up and put it back in her fanny pack.

The room key card crawling with death!

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I am sure almost all of you know what is coming, and
that is why our next dining review is going to take us
to the pavillion in Japan, before this gets too old and forgotten. good night,,,,,,, (2 down, ? to go)

 

[Sandy321]

Nebo and Smidgey my friends How the heck are you? Hope all is well!

"ummm, one second, hard to tell with a mouthful of seared flesh."

please dont use that kind of language around DD She wants to be a vegetarian due to talk like that - she just doesnt like vegetables. Or when I realize she isnt eating meat - I cook bacon!

I'm nice like that

 

[whogirl'smom]

"Zebra domes" WAHAHA!
Nobody makes me laugh like the adventures of Nebo and Smidgy! Missed you guys (yeah I know I was the one awol, not y'all).

 

[laura74]

Nebo, you bring a whole new dimension to restaurant reviews. It's not often that they end with references to malevolent evil. I can't wait for the movie!

 

[nebo]

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I noticed a funny thing tonight, driving home from work.
Tell me, is it just me or has anybody else noticed how many towns there are that are named after water towers?
Just wondering.

Remember when Teppanedo was named Teppanyaki?
That's where we are traveling back to tonight, to complete what started in the previous review at Capn Jack's.

This chapter was going to be called, " Steppin on Egos at Teppenedo's" until I remembered it was named Teppanyaki back then, right before it switched over, so instead, I guess i'll call it Jabberwocky at Teppenyaki.


Again, this is September, 2006......
This was also our final day in Disney, we are already checked out and our flight leaves at 4:30,,,, and you know how early Disney has to get rid of you and take you back to the airport. We spent our last morning there at Epcot.


Then it was time to head over to our lunch seating , the first seating, at Tepanyaki.

That's in the Japan pavillion.
Geesh.

I'm not a big Japanese food person fan, but I was willing to try it. One reason is that I"m not crazy about sitting with a bunch of strangers at my table.

They called a bunch of us in, and it was like "musical chairs" as we all just kept walking around the table, waiting for someone to finally sit down and take a seat.
Then the music stopped and we dove for a seat but there was enough for all of us.

I ended up at the "head" of the table, with Diane sitting next to me around the corner and now facing the chef's side.

Ok, ok, it might have been the "foot" of the table. Guess it's all in the perspective.

I prefer it my way.

When the gorgeous, cute, vivacious little waitress came out and took our order, it seemed that we were one of the few that were on the Dining Plan.
Only us and another couple mentioned it during ordering, and most of the people there ordered normal.
You know, what you might be able to afford?

Not us though.
"Steak and shrimp combination, please."

As we sat there waiting for them to bring our drinks out, which were only soft drinks for us, I felt a sudden chill blow across my back.

I looked behind me, couldn't see anything different, then I realized, the lights had even dimmed a bit.

Nah, just my imagination.

I looked at Smidgy, and she was clasping her arms together, as if she was suddenly cold.

All the other couples were just talking to themselves though, like nothing had happened.

Oh well.

Then Lucifer came back with the drinks.

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Our drinks arrived, it was just pop. Then she brought out our salads. Yes, salads. Not that I have anything against salads, I love them. With Russian dressing. But, when you are on "The Plan", no, not gettin a salad if I can help it. I want something MORE!

But you dunt got MORE. Here. Unless you are into raw, dead fish. Or raw, dead fish squished up with bamboo shoots and rice paddies and seaweed all rolled up in a fake burrito. I believe the have the nerve to call these disgusting watery foliages something innocous, like California Rolls, but I have never tried them, regular Chinese egg rolls are about as adventurous as I get when it comes to this kind of food. No, I'm not a big veggie eater.

Salad it is.

And two dipping bowls were brought out. I still don't know what they were for. I almost started to pick one up and pour it on my salad before the "elbow" hit me in the ribs.

Fine, I'll dip my water chestnuts in This Bowl.
Winkers, you just sit there, don't say nuttin.
(Winkers is a previous reader who I had to be careful with what I said)

Then the chef came out, stood at the long side to my left, which, according to Tiggerbell makes me the "foot" of the table, and he started to do his magic.

Very entertaining.
I was having a good time, and even tried to make "conversation" with the couple sitting next to us, around the corner.

"So?" "She drag you here too?"
Not that it matters, but they were biracial. Well, actually, I guess they still are. He is black, she is white. And I thought it would be cool to find out where they were from, and just talk with them a bit.

After I asked the question, she giggled, he just nodded his head.
End of conversation.
OKaaaay,,,moving right along.

I went back to dunking my salad in bowls. I kept waiting for them to talk, say anything, even to each other. Nothing. Gee, maybe they are deaf, I didn't hear them order, geesh, how stupid can I be!

Well, Diane appreciated my earlier effort, knowing what a misanthrope I am, and she wasn't going to give up.
Leaning way over, "So, where you guys from?"
The young woman then giggled, and whispered something towards us.
The guy agreed with her. "Uhnnn."
I'm half deaf as it is, so I just looked at my wife.
"Excuse me?" "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that."

Wow! She can't hear her either? This is the woman that can hear a coffee maker when she is sleeping that I forgot to turn it on and it's not perking.

I knew what was going to happen next. See, it's like this. Most of the time, when you tell someone you can't hear them, when they repeat it, it will be even quiter this time around. The girl leaned over a bit, but now her lips barely even moved.

"Uhnnn"
At least him I could understand.
And Diane gave up. "OH, that's nice, we always wanted to visit there, someday. They could have told us Carpentersville, Ill. for all we know.

SPOILER ALERT COMING UP!

The chef made a volcano out of onion rings. Smoke and all.

Ok, you can come back now.

It really was a nice time, so far everything is going perfect today. From here, we wanted to walk through the gardens in Japan that we zipped through on the Segway, and just kinda check out some of the other gardens on the way back to the International Gateway, where we plan to walk over to The Yacht and Beach Club. Just to check it out closer, to see why people want to spend 360 a night to stay there.

Chef starts working on our entrees, and it really was fun.

Here, let me show you a picture of the place.

Oh

Boy, those Japanese can be such jokers when they want.

Ok, ok, yeah, for some reason I forgot to take any pics.
But Germany is nice too. That was from free dining the year before when we stayed at Coranado.

Now, we have been to a Benihana's before, and the steak just got all mixed up with the bean sprouts and water chestnuts and whatnot, and I wasn't liking it much at all.
But here we got a LOT of steak, and it was terrific, better than the Concourse, better than Whispering Canyon, way, way way better than Captain Jack's. To me, the shrimp was ok, but I'm not a big shrimp eater. Diane said it was ok.

But my problem during the meal was mostly brought on by myself, I guess. You see, the chef and I didn't exactly see eye to eye.

It started when I noticed he had almost no accent at all, and the little bit he did have seemed forced, so I mentioned to him that I thought that all cast members in World Showcase had to be originally from the pavillion's native country.
After much hemming an hawing, I fiinally got our of "Sam" that he went to school in Houston, or San Antonio, some where near there.

Then, while he was cutting things up and building his volcano, the little guy next to us was doing the same thing at his table, and , well, I guess I was watching the other chef a little bit too much for my chef's liking.

He slammed a huge carving knife down in front of me that made me jump, and in defense I just said this other guy had built a really big volcano.

From that point on, I never took my eyes off the guy cooking my food with all the knives.
Never tell a man he has a little volcano, I guess.

For dessert I had sherbet, she had, um, crap, no, not crap, she didn't eat crap, crap cuz she just told me and I can't remember. OH! Whew, I was scaring myself there. She had ginger ice cream. Yep, that's it, and I'm sticking with it.

I really enjoyed the meal. This last "partial' day was just turning out wonderfull, knives and all.

The waitress then came around and handed out checks to us all.
"Ok, how about some liar's poker? Last 3 digits on the serial number and the two numbers in the cents column?"
Diane glared at me.
I sat back down.


Cute, vivacious little Japanese waitress went around the table collecting mostly money, and a few room key cards, starting with us.

I believe it was about this time that Satan showed up and said:
"Excuse me, I've been waiting awhile, mind if I pull up a chair?"

I never much cared for him. I guess I just hate the "goth" look. So I watched the waitress hand out everyone elses change. And watched them all leave.

We just sat there and looked at each other.
"Honey?" "You getting a bad feeling here like me or is it the bean sprouts?"

She agreed.
Then the waitress came back out and told us " Folks, probrem here."

At the moment I was really naive. "Probrem?"
"Yes, you don't have any credits on your room key card."
Diane: "Sure we do, still have two left."
"Sorry, it's going to have to be charged to your room."

I just sat there thinking about it. Of coarse this turned into an argument, and Diane just ended it and asked to see the manager.
The waitress comes back with another guy,,,, suit, tie, the works.
"Sorry folks, no dinners left on the card."
"Yes dinners left on the card, what's going on?" Yep, Diane was getting hot.
"No, we checked, he said, you used them all up."

Diane was getting even hotter:
"Look mister, our seven night stay was worth seven dinner credits, this one makes seven." I looked at Diane, and I could tell she was getting really upset. Too upset, so I stepped in before it got out of hand. I can explain this all to him.

"Look mister, our seven night stay was worth seven dinner credits, this one makes seven." There, that oughta do it.

"No, I'm sorry, you miscounted somewhere, it'l have to be put on your room key."

Now, I know that this can be solved, eventually, but I also know that things that go on credit cards are much easier to put on them, than take off.
And I don't want it even put on in the first place, to be straightened out later.
Diane pulled out her list of all our dinner ressies, confirmation numbers included. Gave it to him.
I said to him," The computer that keeps the record of the meals, also knows where we ate. Check it out with the main office, we'll wait. But do not put it on my credit card. That would make you a thief."

And he leaves, we end up standing in the lobby area.
And waited.

Fifteen minutes later, he comes back. "Ok, I checked it out with central reservations, and you did use all your dinner credits."
"Ok, where?" Show me what printed up."
"Oh, I didn't do that, the girl on the other end of the phone checked it out."

"What?" Now I am ready to lose it.
"You will not put that on my credit card. Go back and call her again and find out where they were all used. And do not even try to tell me that "Hoop de doo" is two credits, we know that and that is why we only had six dinners for our seven night stay."

He leaves again, and we wait. This time for another twenty minutes.
Even Satan got bored and wandered away.
And I'm looking at my watch.

He comes back, finally. "Ok folks, I found the problem. You ate at "Hoop de doo Revue" one night and that is two credits."

We couldn't believe it! We were aghast, agape,,, oh forget it.
"WE JUST TOLD YOU THAT! IT STILL IS ONLY SIX MEALS, FOR A SEVEN NIGHT STAY!!" He got this in stereo.

"Well, you'll just have to try to straighten this out with the concierge at your hotel."
"NO. Will not. We have already checked out. Somewhere, somebody double swiped the card for a dinner. There was confusion at Captain Jack's, because the waitress asked us to move to a different table. I suspect it was double swiped there."

And he shuffles off again.
Twenty! more minutes go by, and he is coming up to us out on the veranda.
I really think he was expecting us to give up by this time.

This time he has the cell phone with him. "In case you need to have somebody else explain it to you," he said.
He was lost, and I was getting piffed cuz he is now sucking the time right out of our last day.

Now, he's on hold.
And we all just stand there.
Us glaring at him, him glaring at his shoes.
Finally he's talking to someone, and I just interrupted. "Tell her to see if the card might have been double swiped one night. I suspect maybe Captain Jack's."
He hangs up after a while. When he started to walk away we walked right with him, heck, we were going to follow hiim into a stall, if necessary.

Then his phone rang again, and he did the , "Uh huh, yeah, uh huh, oh, ok, uh huh, thanks," and hung up.

"Ok, I found the problem, believe it or not, your card was read twice at Captain Jack's, now all you have to do is go to your concierge and explain it all to them."

"What?" "Why?"
"To get it off your credit card, of course."

The first homicide almost took place in World Showcase that day.

Lunch was over an hour and 15 minutes ago. Our plans were just shot. I could tell that there wasn't anything left to accomplish here, and we took off.

I get mad thinking about all this , even now. But, we're still not totally done with it.

Long story sh,,, well, maybe not quite as long, Diane did get it all straightened out back at Pop Century, just in time for the Magical Depress bus to pick us up.

There is a definate moral to this story though, no matter how smooth everything is going, always, always, check the receipt for remaining credits anytime you hand over your card to pay for a meal on the dining plan, this all could have been avoided if we had caught it that night at Capn Jacks.

There was a little bit more to the story I left out, like how he came outside when we were standing in the courtyard trying to figure out if we had time for anything left and realizing we had just enough time to get back to the resort and straighten this out and that was it.

He tried to apologize but I wasn't buying it, if he had listened to us in the beginning he could have solved the problem right away, but he didn't, instead he chose to believe that WE were the ones trying to cheat Disney.

Oh well, that has been the only time we've had a problem with the dining plan.

I'm not sure where we are going yet for the next Review you can't use, but I would like some feedback, at least to know if anybody's reading or not, goodnight.

 

[nowellsl]

I'm reading! I could have posted the same two reviews, minus the getting moved and missing credits We also tried Capt. Jacks because of the lobster on the menu We were totally underwelmed! I really enjoy Teppan Edo, I've even paid out of pocket there! Here's a tip, get the pork, it's cheaper and really good! We gave up on the free dining a couple of years ago, it was a great deal the first few years - not so much now!

 

[nowellsl]

Double post - dang computer hasn't been the same since I got a virus last week!

 

[nebo]

Nebo and Smidgey my friends How the heck are you? Hope all is well!


please dont use that kind of language around DD She wants to be a vegetarian due to talk like that - she just doesnt like vegetables. Or when I realize she isnt eating meat - I cook bacon!

I'm nice like that

Hi Sandy, it's just great to hear from you again. Hard to believe that Poly meet was over 4 years ago, isn't it?

"Zebra domes" WAHAHA!
Nobody makes me laugh like the adventures of Nebo and Smidgy! Missed you guys (yeah I know I was the one awol, not y'all).

I think that 's the first time I've ever seen awol rhymed with y'all, Hi to you too, Hoogy, hope all is well.[/B]

Nebo, you bring a whole new dimension to restaurant reviews. It's not often that they end with references to malevolent evil. I can't wait for the movie!

After the Teppanyaki experience, they will no longer be so serious, ahem, they may even get a touch silly.

I'm reading! I could have posted the same two reviews, minus the getting moved and missing credits We also tried Capt. Jacks because of the lobster on the menu We were totally underwelmed! I really enjoy Teppan Edo, I've even paid out of pocket there! Here's a tip, get the pork, it's cheaper and really good! We gave up on the free dining a couple of years ago, it was a great deal the first few years - not so much now!

I used to demand a receipt for what the meal would have cost without the dining plan, then wehen we got home after the trip I'd figure out just how much we saved, and it was incredible.
Now, we only take the free dining if we fly down, mainly because we can'[t haul down our own stuff and make sammiches in the room.
Although, we are going against the grain our next trip and buying the qs dining plan. I've always wanted to do just a counter service plan where I'm not a slave to reservations, and we had already made reservations at CSR when they changed the breakfast and lunch into buffets,,,,
that still register only as a counter service meal.

This should be interesting.

 

[kelleigh1]

I'm surprised my husband hasn't asked me what I'm laughing about.

 

[mmeb144]

We did a trip a few years back with only counter service. It was kinda nice, not having to be anywhere at a particular time. We still did Teppan Edo. That is the one place we never skip. PBJs the rest of the trip, but by golly we got to eat with the volcano making chef.

 

[laura74]

I love that your chef was angry that you found him out and were more impressed with the chef at the next table. And I'm actually angry at the manager and I wasn't even there!

 

[McDisney]

I'm not sure where we are going yet for the next Review you can't use, but I would like some feedback, at least to know if anybody's reading or not, goodnight.

Yup, still lurking about, much like an unused dinning credit

 

[jenneth79]

Words to live by: "Never insult a man's volcano."



Love it.

 

[orangecats2]

Reading this a second time made me as stessed out as it did they last time I read it! Makes me never want to go there! Plus we have plenty of hibachi restaurants around here.

 

[nebo]

I'm surprised my husband hasn't asked me what I'm laughing about.

So, now you're going to keep us all wondering what exactly it was you were laughing at?
But thank you, those are the best compliments you could give me.
Well, almost.
The very best are when you say something like you telling me you just sprayed Diet Coke or coffee all over your keyboard,,,,, Now,,, THAT"S a Compliment!

We did a trip a few years back with only counter service. It was kinda nice, not having to be anywhere at a particular time. We still did Teppan Edo. That is the one place we never skip. PBJs the rest of the trip, but by golly we got to eat with the volcano making chef.

our first time tryhing Teppenedo when it changed over brought us face to face with the exact same Table Slapper Chef, and he REMEMBERED me!
And our last trip there brought us within one table over from the same guy.
This time I was the one worried thinking a knife just might accidentally "slip" out of his hands and fly across the room at breakneck speed and striking an unsuspecting patron at the required velocity that redeems it prophetizing adjective.

In other words, "Whoops, anybody got a band aid? Or a tourniquette?
By the way, the second time we met him his name tag no longer said "Sam".

What in the world is an "OddJob" anyway?

I love that your chef was angry that you found him out and were more impressed with the chef at the next table. And I'm actually angry at the manager and I wasn't even there!

Notice how the manager only comes around though when all the knives have been put away?

Yup, still lurking about, much like an unused dinning credit

Is that what you always wanted to grow up toe be? An unused snack credit? Boy, you have to wonder how much money they save on all those snacks and counter service meals that go un-redeemed.

Words to live by: "Never insult a man's volcano."

Addendum: "Especially when he's the one with all those really sharp knives in front of him".

Love it.

Oh, you're going to love it when we make a return trip there, for my birthday of all the stupid reasons when they asked us why.

Reading this a second time made me as stessed out as it did they last time I read it! Makes me never want to go there! Plus we have plenty of hibachi restaurants around here.

OKittySquared don't take that attitude. I really love eating there now;
it's interesting, it's fun, "It's Kenner, It's Fun!"
Really, itj's still the best steak I've ever had cooked offf an old peice of somebody's old aluminum rowboat, way better I thinkg than Bennihana's. But the steak isn't cheap there, that's why it's a must do for when Free dining comes out.


Allright now, I think the next installment is going to be an extended piece agian, but not a two parter since I don't think the restaurant part was very wordy.

We will be going back to the ripe young age we all were in December of 2007, this was our first Christmas Holiday trip.
It's the Dining Plan time again, but you will get an extra treat with this chapter,,, we were too late to book this on it's own, and we really wanted Coral Reef,,, but had to book the Candlelight Processional Package to get the Coral Reef Reservation. Yes, you got it right, might as well just keep on reviewing the CP along with it.

Now, all I have to do is find these things and go over them again, since in my early trip reporting days I just typed and hit submit.

see you all soon

 

[kelleigh1]

see next post.

 

[kelleigh1]

So, now you're going to keep us all wondering what exactly it was you were laughing at?
But thank you, those are the best compliments you could give me.
Well, almost.
The very best are when you say something like you telling me you just sprayed Diet Coke or coffee all over your keyboard,,,,, Now,,, THAT"S a Compliment!

I don't drink coffee or soda, so you're out of luck. And water just doesn't have the same effect. But I'll let you know when I have to break out the Depends

We will be going back to the ripe young age we all were in December of 2007, this was our first Christmas Holiday trip.

We must have just missed you. We were at WDW in 2007, but flew home on Dec. 2.

 

[MHSweb79]

It started when I noticed he had almost no accent at all, and the little bit he did have seemed forced, so I mentioned to him that I thought that all cast members in World Showcase had to be originally from the pavillion's native country.
After much hemming an hawing, I fiinally got our of "Sam" that he went to school in Houston, or San Antonio, some where near there.

I'll do one better. We ate at Teppan Edo last May and we had a real Japanese chef from Japan. At the end of the meal we were joking with him and someone said he must eat a lot of great food (since he was really a very good chef). He laughed and patted his rather large stomach. "Too much!" he said. "Too much Cici's Pizza!"

Why would a talented chef eat the pizza equivalent of Chef Boy-Ar-Dee? It boggles the mind.