Friday, October 17, 2008: The Nosh Heard 'Round the World
Well we're finally getting an update, now that things have quieted down for me a bit. It's finally Friday, and I get up to go to Epcot, where I see the new rendition of Spaceship Earth for the first time. I think I like the post-show better, sadly.
I was meeting up with the RADP newsgroup buddies again this year, those who could make it, that is. The plan was to meet at Puerto Rico, which was right outside the Canadian border, go figure. I guess someone needs remedial geography lessons.
There were about half a dozen of us roaming around, and we "found" some latecomers during the halfway point and near the end. For the sake of identifying the food, I took a photo of the signage outside the kiosk and the item I ate.
Much as I wanted to try the Mofongo based on the name alone, I went with the other dish that featured plantains -- the
Pastelón de Amarillo:
Beef and Plaintain Casserole, basically:
While this was a big heaping serving that tasted ok, the only thing it could have been was warmer. I think it wasn't that great because it wasn't that warm. Meh.
After Puerto Rico, I skipped a few kiosks and waited until Lyon, France:
Normally I'd want to get the escargot and the goat cheese quiche, but I made an executive decision to pick one only to keep from getting too full too fast. The escargot won. Love those brioche cups that play Hide-the-Snails.
Snail Poppers -- Look, a Hidden Mickey!:
Yeah, I had to be cute and do the hidden Mickey of escargot. But like I said, I love these snail poppers. Highly portable and less messy than eating escargot the traditional way. You can keep all that garlicky butter stuff inside the brioche. And let's face it. Nobody would touch escargot without the Dynamic Duo of garlic and butter.
Time for the Lousiana party!
Again, I had to make a choice. I went with the crawfish etouffée.
Cajun style crawfishie:
What I unfortunately did not show you were the teensy bottles of Tabasco that were in a basket at the kiosk. I don't use Tabasco, but I regret not taking a photo of them. They were the tiniest lil' bottles of Tabasco I've ever seen (as opposed to that ginormous magnum of Tabasco I posted before this).
Anyway, mix in the rice with the base, and it was really tasty! I thought it wasn't that spicy, but those with low tolerance for spicy might find it has a bit of a kick. Those who want to hit the nuclear level on a Scoville scale will find it "mild". This was definitely a hit, and the Tabasco lovers were probably happy they could kick it up a notch. BAM! (Yeah, I just ripped off Emeril, so he gets a trademark sign slapped on his catch phrase.)
I walked through the Lousiana section and found myself highly entertained.
Ok, I think that bottle of hot sauce is the largest representation I've seen, after all.
Sign a guest book with your name and city/state, they'll give you Mardi Gras beads. You don't have to do anything remotely un-Disneyfied to get those beads, either.
And these guys on the riverboat stage were rockin' the house down with really great zydeco music. I couldn't help but dance my way out of the exit of this nice display.
On to San Francisco!
I broke with tradition here because the cast member convinced me that I needed to get the strawberry shortcake. So I did get that, along with the beef and polenta.
Beef and Polenta...or can I call them Cheese Grits?:
The beef was not overdone, and the fancy cheese grits aka polenta were smooth and creamy. This was definitely another hit for me. Yum.
Strawberry Shortcake Avalanche:
Unfortunately the cream from the dish decided that this hot day was too much to handle, so it started to melt really fast, creating a creamy avalanche for the strawberries. No matter, this was excellent! I probably should have tried to get a beauty shot from a less melty one from my fellow noshers.
While we were sitting in some shade, I decided to get a photo op with me and the wandless Spaceship Earth. I'm modelling the 2008 Festival tshirt.
But hey! We look out and see that the bridge was raised, which meant they were floating in the fireworks barges for that night's Illuminations. I turned around at the railing, zoomed in, and caught this photo:
Earth and Earth
I thought that was cool, and I have never gotten a photo like that before.
We continue on towards the Mexico pavilion, and I was starting to get full. I thought I wanted to get an order of Chilaquiles at Mexico, but the cashier told me they ran out. What?? The cooks were saying it'd be 5 minutes for the next batch, but by that time, I was not feeling like having them anymore.
So we we were almost done with the kiosks, when we arrived at the cheese kiosk, the Mouse Catch:
I definitely wanted that trio of cheese!
From left we have the
Dorothea from Holland;
Manchego from Spain; and
Asiago from Italy. The interesting thing is that we have cheeses made from the milk of goats, sheep and cows respectively. Nice touch.
Since I was familiar with Asiago and Manchego, I saved Dorothea for last. Of course, I don't want to say the Asiago and Manchego were anything but great, because they were. But the clear winner for me was the Dorothea, and I must not be the only one. The sponsors of this kiosk, iGourmet, gave out coupons for their site. Dorothea is out of stock.
I did something out of the ordinary for me. I skipped the cheddar cheese soup in Canada. I decided to boycott it this year because I've had the soup, and it's not that special since it's available year round at Le Cellier. And they tend to short ladle the servings, where you have to ask, "Please sir, may I have some more?" like you're a street urchin out of
Oliver Twist. No thanks.
I skipped a lot more kiosks than those I've tried, because I was getting full and have less of an appetite when I'm feeling hot and tired. I went to see the Storm Struck show at Innoventions, which was very cool. My plan was to head to the Magic Kingdom later because they were open until 11pm that night. I wanted to avoid EMH at Epcot.
I got to the Magic Kingdom right around the middle of the first showing of Spectromagic, and I ended up eating at Columbia Harbor House for my favorite of their tuna sandwich (Anchors Aweigh) and a cup of clam chowder. I did not take photos of those. For some reason I never do.
But I do want to say that if you eat there when the fireworks are going off, it sounds like you're in a war zone. It felt like the shells were going off on top of the building.
After dinner, I ended up getting caught in the second parade route in Frontierland. Since I was a captive audience, and there were scads of "rope spots" to view from, I caved in and watched.

I didn't have much energy to do much else and left for the night.
So my noshing day overall? Very good. The only dish that didn't wow me was the first dish from Puerto Rico, but I really enjoyed the rest of the offerings. I did not regret skipping Canada, but I knew I would regret it if I didn't get Chilaquiles. Will I manage to get them? Stay tuned.
Next: Party for the Senseless.