We caught up with PJ and Hollywood in the SM gift shop, and walk back to Tony's. This is another first for Mr. T and I. I've heard of Tony's, walked past Tony's a million times, knew there was a restaurant called Tony's in the MK, but never realized that Tony's is that building just to the right as you enter the MK. We have now eaten at every restaurant in the MK. I guess I can finally cross that off my list. (B/C I really had a list like that
)
There were lots of people in the holding area. I approach the hostess desk. My reservation was for a party of 3 at 7:20. We, however, are now a party of 4. When I made these ressies, I had no idea that Hollywood would love me so much that she simply could not stay away. (I'm sure it had nothing to do with keeping an eye on the scary cyber people who were hanging around her baby sister)
I tell the CM "Depp
, party of 3. D-E-P-P. Except now we are a party of 4. I'm sure that's not a problem, right?" Then I slide a $20 bill across the hostess desk. FINE, I didn't do that, but I've always wanted to. (Anyway, I knew having 4 instead of 3 was no big deal, b/c we would be sitting at a 4 top anyway. Now, if I had said 10 instead of 4, they might not have been feeling very Disneyesque towards us)
Except they can't find my reservation for the "Depp" party. But I am prepared. I have my res. #. Just as I produce it from my purse the CM said "OH! Here it is. Depp! Not Depp!!" HUH?
OK. (Just to clarify, I gave them my real last name, and I spelled it for her. My last name is not that hard to grasp. Is it? Those of you who know it, back me up. It's not a completely off the wall, difficult to spell, unable to pronounce last name. Whatever)
For some reason, we didn't have to wait and were seated right away. A few of the people sitting in the holding area, gave us quizzical looks as we walked right past them. It must have been that $20 (hee hee) OR maybe it was my last name. The fake one. Not the real one. Everybody confused? Goog. Welcome to PJ's world. Ouch!! J/K LYLAT
I sat in between Mr. T and...Hollywood. That's right. I've officially won her over. I like Hollywood. She can be loud and boisterous, but in a fun way. She can also be quiet and reserved and cautious (i.e. at the airport when she was sizing me up and giving me the "If you hurt my sister, I will kill you" look at the same time)
We all told tales of "run ins" with police officers.
NOTE TO SELF: If I'm ever pulled over by the cops, DO NOT let Hollywood do the talking.
Mr. T said Hollywood was on a roll that evening. He surmised that the bbn and the cowboy had indeed won her over and she might actually *gasp* like us. I tried to 'splain to PJ that we are the most normal wIerdos that she would ever meet, but I guess having big sisters stamp of approval was confirmation in itself.
Anyhoo, of all the people at the table, RonStoppable had the most, ahem, experience with the police. And I, of course, had the least. B/C I'm angelic.
The waitress approached to take our order. She notices Mr. T's boots, jeans, and buckle. She inquires as to if we are from Texas. Nope, we're from ma'amcantfindya, Indiana. And yes, Twink, there are a secret bastion of cowpokes here.
She also notices his bday button, and a slow smile spreads across her face. "Oh good. We get to celebrate a bday today." RS is thrilled, yet again.
We place our order. Me=eggplant parmigiana (vegetarian PJ is rubbing off on me) dh=chicken and pasta. IDK what our dining companions ordered. PJ will have to fill ya in.
The service was a little slow, but it was really crowded. Hollywood asks for something (water, butter) and the waitress promised to get it, but when she returned she had forgotten to get it, so Hollywood asked again. The waitress comes back without it. Finally, Mr. T steps in (Let me help ya there little lady. This is a job for a man. I'M TEASING PEOPLE. RELAX!!)
BUT, BUT, BUT, after Mr. T asks, it was brought promptly. Wassup with that?
PJ: Did we get spinach dip for an appetizer? Whatever it was, I remember thinking it was really yummy.
The absolute best part of the meal was dessert. I ordered creme brulee.
Oh
My
Gosh
It was delicious. Absolutely divine. RS ordered lemon cake, b/c he wanted to be different, but it was only ok'ish. Hollywood said her cheesecake was heavenly, so I snapped a pic:
PJ and Hollywood entertained us with one of their many talents as seen below:
Before we left, the waitress had everyone to participate in a bday napkin waving for RS. He thanks PJ every single day of his life for making him that bday button, and he thanks me for forcing him to wear it. Some of you may wonder why RS would wear the bday button all day, when it would seem to go against his code of cowboy conduct. In his defense, Mr. T has a good sense of humor and can appreciate some silliness. But more importantly, he understands that when babynurse is happy, he's happy. Very happy. Life is smooooooth sailing. (Not that I'm EVER not happy. I am always smiling. B/C I'm an
duh.)
If you've never eaten at Tony's, allow me to inform you that it is fashioned after the restaurant, appropriately called Tony's, in the movie "Lady and the Tramp". This happens to be my favorite classic Disney cartoon movie. ( I do love "Song of the South", but it has lots of live action. And just a friendly fyi, my favorite "modern" Disney cartoon movie is "Aladdin". I love Robin Williams as the genie, b/c I enjoy a goog laugh now and again)
Back to the topic, I really liked the stained glass Lady and the Tramp, so I had Peej take a pic before we pay using our
ddp. This is how Hollywood scored a free meal. She did not participate in the paying of the ddp, that was all PJ and my doing. So, how can she not like free food? I know I shore would enjoy free food. or paid for food. or any kind of food for that matter.
Here's the pic:
And now I am almost done with day 2, but I have to run. I'll try to finish it today. Maybe when I return. Have a great day everybody.
"But mommy, when are we going to go down the hill?"
"Honey, we just did. You rode it. That was the hill."
"I thought this was going to be fun. Let's find a bigger ride to ride." My work is definitely cut out for me with this child.
, I don't know what is. Hope you have your flame retardant suit on.
