For this trip Wall*E and I took a red-eye at 10PM PST and arrived in Florida at 6AM EST the next day. We were hungry. So very, very hungry. And where does one go when they are rumbly in the tumbly? Why they head to the Crystal Palace to dine with Pooh and his friends!
Interesting fact- there is no pooh-pooh platter on the menu.
Did you get the picture...? Great, now can we eat?
We (and yes, I will be using "we" a lot throughout this report. Wall*E was on vacation as much as I was. Infact when I got home I found myself missing having him tucked in my purse at all times

)... ahem... We had reservations at 9:00 and due to our flight coming in early and our very own DME bus departing promptly thereafter we were able to make the EMH at the MK that morning and got to the Crystal Palace early.
At 8:48 we wandered up to the CP (which is how the young and the hip refer to it, or so I have been lead to believe

) and I ran into a CM with one of those digital board things. I asked him if I could check in with him and he said yes. I was checked in quickly and he even went and got me an "I'm celebrating!" button. I was celebrating my 10th trip to WDW, Wall*E was celebrating winning America's Next Top Mascot, and yes the CM did get us each a button and labeled them.
I'm so hungry I could eat at Arbys.
While Wall*E and I were waiting for our names to be called I then noticed that there was a check in line that was actually a bit long. I had accidently skipped it by going straight up to that CM. I felt a little bad, but I didn't get seated any quicker than my ADR anyway and at 9:05 we were seated.
I have eaten at the Crystal Palace before, but it was a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away- which some people call the 80s. The CP was bigger than I thought it would be. This happened to me a lot on this trip. Places were either much larger or smaller than I had imagined them from my armchair vacations via the Disboards. At
Disneyland the closest equivalent to the CP is the Plaza Inn (my Mom loves their fried chicken meal) and it is much smaller than the CP was. Most things in DL are smaller than their MK counterparts, except for It's a Small World.
We want a shrubbery!!
When you first enter the CP you are greeted with the shrill din of children running amok and the smell of bacon. You are also greeted with some topiaries of Pooh and his compadres. I have always found topiaries to be... unsettling. Like when movies/tv/commercials make babies talk. It just goes against nature. I took pictures of them anyway though, because I'm sure I'm in the minority with find them wiggy.
Don't mind me, I'll just be lurking here in the shadows...
I'm going to eat your soul! That's what Tiggers do best!
The main room where you enter is where the food lives, and there are two rooms off to each side. Wall*E and I were seated in the room to the right, next to a lovely child who was alternately gargling his OJ and stating loudly "I want my pooh!". The restaurant was not yet full due to EMH (as the next picture will show) and I can't imagine what the noise must be like when it is.
Not pictured: Mr. Hanky's biggest fan.
My server was Alanna and she was... doing the best she could. I can't imagine it's an easy thing to be wrangling children, parents, characters, cups of coffee, checks, and your sanity all at one time. My only complaint about her service was regarding how long it took to get the bill settled, but we'll save that for the end of the review.
And now, what you've all really come here for.
ahem *cough*BriarRosie*coughcough* the Foods!!
I'm going to post what I ate in this post, and I'll post my many pictures of the buffet in part 2 tomorrow, since I won't have room here.
I can haz realz cawfee?
Why yes, it's Nescrappy and I did drink it, since I really needed the caffeine. I even drank it black, as that's how I always take my coffee. It wasn't great, but it was fuel. The OJ was OK as well. I only drink "Simply Orange" (
pimping alert! pimping alert!) when I have juice at home, and am not squeezing it myself, so all other OJs taste too sweet and/or watery to me.
Here's Wall*E ready to help me attack my first plate of foods in WDW this trip.
Plate #1:
Starting at the top, heading clockwise we have:
Red Jacket Potatos- pretty tasty, a hard thing to screw up
Snausage- really tough skin on this, it was totally overcooked, as opposed to my
Bacon- which was totally undercooked. I found the crispiest ones up there but it still wasn't to par
Scrabbled Eggs w/ ketchup- tasty, another hard thing to mess up
Pastrami Smoked Salmon- yum! I really liked the skin part, totally awesome. Super fishy and delishy!
Sliced Tomato- pretty decent tomato
Raspberries, Blueberries, Blackberries- all fresh and wonderful
Before moving onto the next plate, which has items normally doused in syrup, I should tell you all that I rarely ever put syrup on my breakfast food. I love dark amber maple syrup (I don't even like the light stuff) but that's not exactly on the table of most restaurants out on the West Coast. I've mentioned this in my other food report, but I really don't like very sweet things. No sugar in my tea, no sweet gum or candy, and no syrup on my breakfast foods. I do like chocolate, but only the dark stuff. I just thought I should explain this before posting pictures of "naked" food as my brother would call it. (He would keep a pile of sugar in the backyard.)
Plate #2:
Once again, starting at the top, heading clockwise we have:
Ebony and Ivory Mickey waffles- both were good, I can't say that one was better than the other. They were the right amount of crunch and fluffy insides.
Cornedbeef Vegetable Frittata- Where have you been all my life? Eggs, good. Meat, good. Cheese, good. Vegetables, good. I didn't even put ketchup on it.
Pancake- kinda like an Ihop pancake. It didn't have that Denny's cardboard taste to it, but it surely wasn't a first string flapjack.
And in a little bowl off to the right side we have: Quinoa, which tasted like lawn. And not even like middleclass suburban lawn. We're talking side of the turnpike haunted trailerpark lawn. I have tastebuds who are daring and like many things and yet this was... defidently not for me.
Plate #3:
Top, clockwise yadda-yadda:
Scrabbled Eggs- second verse, same as the first- tasty
Potato Casserole- it was dry and tasted of cheese type product
Pap- I had to get it because of the name. It was alright, nothing I'd get on a regular basis
Pooh's breakfast lasagna- To me this was like a diabetic coma. Much to sweet for me, but I can see why other people would like it. I found it to be just too much.
What did I think of my meal overall?
Where are the many pictures of the buffet that I promised?
What happened with the lengthy bill settling process?
And will the OJ gargling child get "his pooh"?
Tune in tomorrow for the stunning conclusion of this review of the Crystal Palace!!!
Part two of review
It's after midnight and I'm tired from working an extra long shift today, and won't be able to post the rest of the photos and make it in under the max. picture #. I'll see you all tomorrow when I finish this review with part 2!