April 14, 2010
Day 4, Part 7 In Which I Am A Complete Nutbag
When we last left off on this magnificent adventure, my mom and I had just had the best day at Animal Kingdom we'd ever experienced and now we were ready for some GRUB.
So, you may be wondering what resort bus we needed to get on to put a cap on our exciting AK day?
Well of course it's the ANIMAL KINGDOM LODGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!
There was a looong line of course, as the park was closing. The bus was full and we had to stand. This is why we will be getting a rent a car next time - oh what a joy it is to just get into your car and GO! While sitting down.
Within minutes we were arriving at AKL. God, I just love it here. This is one of the most amazing resorts in the world. We have never stayed here but I would love to. When we have come in the mornings for breakfast, we always spend a lot of time just roaming around both indoors and out. On my solo trip I found myself lounging around on one of the random decks and before I knew it, over an hour had passed! I imagine actually living there gives your trip a TOTALLY different vibe. Less Disneyish, more Africanish!! So cool!
My mom still didn't know what restaurant we were going to, but the driver had said "For those of you going to Jiko or Boma, this is your stop!" So she knew it was one of those. She asked if it was Jiko because she knows how badly I want to go there (Every time I see a picture of the filet w/ mac and cheese I say in my Lemon voice 'I want to go to there'). But nope, not tonight.
Realizing the only other option was Boma, she yells out, "It's Boma??! WE'RE GOING TO BOMA!!!" We LOVE Boma and have been for breakfast many times, but never dinner. I always heard how great it was, and it fit into my theme of trying more foods on this trip. I am an adventurous person but not when it comes to food. I decided I would try small bites of EVERYTHING, no matter what it was. Buffets are a great opportunity for this because you can just take a little bit of something you don't know if you like, as opposed to a regular restaurant where if you try something new and don't like it, you've wasted a whole meal.
We were super hungry so we practically ran through the lobby, but the beauty of it never ceases to amaze me, no matter how hungry I am! We took the elevator and within minutes were checking in. Again I was treated like the goddess I am and all the cast members started going on and on about how it was my birthday and how things were going on our trip and so on. Really we just wanted food but I still enjoyed all the attention. We did not have to wait long at all for our table. I can't say we waited more than 5 minutes for a table on this trip!
My mom and I were so excited for this. I love trying new places but I love the familiarity of Boma. It is one of our favorites and I couldn't wait to see what it was like at dinner. We were seated in the back right up against the windows and got up right away to get our food.
We split up - you cover more ground that way!! I had fastened my Birthday Pin onto my funky animal print dress (which, you may remember, I had purchased almost a year prior to this trip specifically to wear at Animal Kingdom) and one of the chefs noticed it. Yet AGAIN I was treated like royalty, and this is why Disney is the best. Lots of people talk about the decline in the quality of service, but I have been lucky enough to not experience that. He was so so nice to me, wishing me a happy birthday, asking my name and where I was from and so on. He asked if I liked the food. I said we just got here and I hadn't tried anything yet but it looked amazing and I had heard great things. He told me that if there was ANYTHING at all he could do for me, or that he could make me, he would be happy to. I kind of wanted to name some ridiculous food item just to test him/mess with him but I decided not to take advantage of his kindness LOL. He was really so sweet and I appreciated it very much. It wasn't just a normal thing, he REALLY went above and beyond to make sure I was happy and I love so much when the CMs do that.
Here is my first plate:
Ok, I know that all the safe, normal foods are on top but there was so much adventurerness under there you guys have no idea! LOL. No, really though. I tried everything. I didn't like a lot of it. I'm just picky. The stuff I did like was good, some of it great, none of it blew me away. HOWEVER. I ate more here than I have ever eaten. At one time. EVER. I know this because I have never before had the reaction to food that I had this night. No, not food poisioning.
Intoxication. Meaning like drunk. Meaning like, what happens when you drink copious amounts of alcohol except I had none! I promise. I can not describe the feeling I had at the end of the night any other way than I felt drunk. And when PEOPLE, i'm not saying ME, but you know... human beings in general... are drunk, they get very silly and do silly things and just overall spread silliness around. And that definitely happened. But i'm getting ahead of myself.
Here is my hummus plate:
YUUUMMM. Love hummus. This was my favorite part of the entire buffet (BESIDES the dessert, OH JUST WAIT) If we go back to Boma for dinner I will eat this first. Actually I would go back to this glorious place just for the hummus and dessert alone, not that I can handle it based on my behavior later on in the night but I WILL GET TO THAT. Oooh, foreshadowing~*!
I also tried the soups, but I forgot to take pictures of them. Again, I wasn't blown away. My mom and I kept thinking of bizarre things I could ask the chef to make for me ("Cream of Monkey soup, please! It's a delicacy in Africa, you know..") while we piled a massive amount of food in our mouths.
My mom's plates:
I mean.... I couldn't tell you what most of that stuff is if you paid me a million dollars. What is that green stuff? My mom said something about VEGETABLES...but my brain automatically dismisses that word so I had no idea what she was eating.
She loved the food. A lot more than I did. She is a much more adventurous eater than I am, she enjoys so many different things that I never could!
You may remember me going on and on about Frunch Juice in my Kona Cafe chapter. Well, I am obsessed with it and they have it at AKL (Even if Boma was the worst restaurant ever, I would come back for this juice alone) and something very similar to it at the Poly. I am so in love with this delicious concoction I am smacked in the face with deliciousness the moment it hits my lips! It dawned on me as I was sitting there that even though this wasn't breakfast, I could probably get it. The waitress brought a huge glass of it, and I was in Heaven!
Here is my 2nd super adventurous plate:
I'm such an American. Really. It's so sad. But actually in between my first plate and this plate I had another plate of stuff. I really had no business getting a third plate. I can not explain why I kept eating and eating as if I was in one of those contests where the guys eat like 600 hot dogs in 12 seconds and dip them in water first so they go down easier. Did you see the MTV True Life on that? Dear God.
I mean, all of this would have been fine except that I was so full at this point that I wondered what the surgery to repair the rip in my stomach would be like. I kept eating anyway. My logic was that the surgery would probably hurt but I would be asleep for that part. Then I would have some pain the next day but overall, no biggie.
It was time for dessert. Someone sound the alarm.
Please notice the giant sugar cookie with the teeth marks. I was so eager to eat all of this that I couldn't wait for the picture to be taken.
Oh my God. Best Disney desserts EVER. These kicked the 1900 Park Fare desserts booties all the way downtown. Every single one of them were just above and beyond delicious. I wished SO MUCH that I was less full so I could eat more. Oh man, they were ALL just so freaking good. I had heard so much about the Zebra Domes, and they lived up to the hype and then some, but EVERYTHING was on that level of deliciousness. The cookies were PERFECT too, I wanted to take ten million of them home with me and just eat them until I died. Like I said, I would come back for the desserts only. That plus the Frunch Juice and Hummus, I'm a happy girl.
I figured they were going to bring me a huge birthday cupcake just the same as at 1900 Park Fare. I knew there was no way I could eat it but I would bring it back to CBR to eat another time. Well, I was wrong. They brought me this masterpiece:
DUH! I remembered seeing pictures of this on the Food Porn Thread and then I realized they give cupcakes to little kids, and the adults get this. Well this was an awesome mix of awesomeness. I can't even. It was so awesome that even though my stomach was screaming "STOP! NO MORE! PLEEEEEEEASE!!!!!!" I ate all of it. Except like half the truffle, which I brought back to my room and ate the next morning.
Ok so from left to right. The first thing was like that candy, Chuckles, you know what I'm talking about? Except it was in a pyramid shape. I can't describe or remember the flavor. All I know is that it was delicious and I want one right now. Next. Some kind of apple cake thing I was not crazy about and gave to my mom. Next. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY!!!!!! A macaron. I can't remember what flavor it was. Who cares? Macarons are the most perfect thing God ever created next to Johnny Depp. You can get them barely anywhere. Thank God I live next to Manhattan, where they are quite trendy right now (Cupcakes are out, macarons are in. If you want good ones, go to the Macaron Cafe on 36th, but my FAVORITES are made at Koryodang in Koreatown on W. 32nd & 5th.. JUST GO OMG) and can get them there anytime. They are my favorite new thing and I am obsessed with them, all because I had one at Disney World. Disney just improves my life in so many ways, I can't even describe. So then the last thing here is a chocolate truffle with ganache inside and crispies outside. Yuuuuuuuuuummmmmooo. After this I ate even more of the normal desserts. I know, It's sickening. I just am nuts, is the thing. The sooner you accept this the sooner you will understand this trip report.
My mom and I were laughing a lot, joking and carrying on during the whole dinner, but especially toward the end. It was getting late (our ADR had been for 8:55) and Boma was clearing out but we were still whooping it up like no one's business. Around this time I started to feel.... well. DRUNK. Like I said. Not drunk in the way of like, "I JUST DID 10 SHOTS, LET'S GO FIND SOME PEOPLE TO SPRAY PAINT!" But just... sillier, happier, inhabitions GONE. You know the drill. I think it was a mix of overtiredness, being really hungry and then the fullest i've ever been, and just happiness from being at Disney. But i'm telling you I FELT DRUNK. There is no mistaking that feeling. If you've been drunk you know it. When you're drunk, you're drunk.
When I say this I promise I am not joking. Not trying to be funny or anything. This really happened and I have no explanation for it.
I was drunk. At Boma. Not on alcohol. Didn't have a drop. I was drunk on food at Disney World. Which is just typical. I mean of course that would happen. I'm pretty sure I caused a scene all over town that night. Who knows where we ended up? Who we met? Probably stole a tiger from Mike Tyson or some such action like that. Who knows really?
Actually we just took a cab back to CBR. Didn't see Mike Tyson. Although, you remember the woman from the family in the back of the bus from our insane bus ride to Wonderland??? WE SAW HER. At this point I was just laughing at EVERYTHING and so I got such a kick out of seeing her. "OH MY GOD! THIS IS SO WEIRD! MOM! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!! Mom. THIS IS THE LADY FROM THE CRAZY BUS LAST NIGHT REMEMBER?!" Both the lady and my mom gave me what I call the "mom look" which is when moms are questioning your sanity but don't actually say anything outloud.
At one point my mom was getting something in the shop so I sat on a bench outside. There was like NO one around and I was kind of in that calm drunk daze mellow state that happens. I guess.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a woman comes RUNNING across the parking lot pushing an empty stroller. She was wearing those large mickey hand stuffed glove things and a huge goofy hat. Her child, who I assume belonged in the stroller, was running behind her. It was the most bizarre thing to see when you are drunk on food. Where did they come from? Why were they running? What could they be late for at this hour? Why wasn't the child in the stroller? When you are rushing, are giant plush Mickey hands really the right choice? What is she even doing? What is even going on?
We were going to take a bus to Downtown Disney and then from there go to CBR, since that was the only way to get back besides taking a cab. We realized that was stupid and I was way too drunk for that anyway. So the super nice and super cute CM who I may have flirted with a lot, or a little... who remembers? got us a cab. I did not take him home with me. Thank God, because the hilarity that happened when we got back was too ridiculous for people who are not us.
I don't remember much of the cab ride to be honest. All I remember is having to pee SO BAD that I could not walk from where he dropped us off to our room. I had to RUN to the custom house to pee first. My mom thought I was going to throw up but it's just that my bladder was screaming. I drank so much water, diet coke, and Frunch Juice that by the time we got back to the room, I had to pee SO BAD again.
On the way to the room, my mom had to keep shushing me because I was yelling at the salamanders. It is a blur to me now but I just remember it being the most fun thing ever. So much laughing and ridiculousness and carrying on. We were having a blast.
So we get back to the room. Everything seems cool. I'm sitting on the bed looking at the pictures I had taken that day. I go to get up and I just instantly FALL DOWN. Not even straight down. I fell with style and like LEAPED. I mean, I was against the headboard of the bed sitting, and then before I knew it I was LAYING past the end of the bed, on the floor. As soon as I hit the floor I started hysterically laughing and yelled, "WHAT HAPPENED?" My mom witnessed the entire thing and made sure I was okay before BURSTING OUT INTO UNCONTROLLABLE LAUGHTER. I laughed so hard I started crying. I couldn't help it. It was the funniest thing EVER. I'm surprised no one called in a noise complaint, we were DYING. I mean it was just so funny. We both have no idea what happened. I thought I tripped something but there was nothing there. It was just me being incapable of digesting Boma desserts correctly. You know those people who can't hold their alcohol? I can't hold food. And Disney. All together.
The lesson is this folks: Don't get drunk at Boma. OR do, and have the most hysterical time. And MANAGE YOUR EATING, for God's sake.
Up next, day 5: Some soloness, no lines, ducklings, Magic Kingdoming, Grand Flordianing, a BIG SURPRISE!!!!, a canceled ADR, a random walk-up, World Showcasing, an argument, more soloness, a fight, insanity at Fantasmic.....whew. Getting tired just thinking about it!
But now, I realize this is what I want to do with my life. Plus it has fringe benefits. I'll be making a LOT more money than I make right now. Money that will soon be used to purchase AP's to Disney World, and even MORE Disney trips!!! Hang in there, Kara!!
CRY!!!!!! 
