Ya know what the very best place in the world is?
Okay, let me restate that:
Ya know what one of the very best places in the world is?
Eh...Let me restate it one more time:
Ya know what one of the best places in the world is if it's not hot or crowded?
Alright, just one more time:
Ya know what the one of the best places in the world is if it's not hot or crowded AND you've recently won the lottery?
Why, it's Walt Disney World of course!
I love Disney World.
I could go on for days about it.
And yes, I know that's not cool.
So...
One night when Billy and I were without kids in Disney World
...which, let me tell you, is a great time to be at Disney...seriously, date night in Disney is good stuff...
We ate at the uber fancy California Grill on top of the Contemporary Resort.
In fact, we ate at the BEST table in the restaurant.
It is usually reserved for engagements and honeymooners.
Its a beautiful restaurant with a fantastic view of the Magic Kingdom.
See, what happened was I'm a bit psychotic when it comes to eating in Disney World.
I have restaurants that I really want to go to.
And because we don't get to Disney very often I want to eat where I want to eat darn it!
One night we had gotten in a big fat fight because he hadn't made reservations anywhere and everywhere good was booked.
In retrospect I'm not sure why I felt like this was his responsibility.
In retrospect I'm not sure why I felt like this was his responsibility.
I was crazy mad.
Crazy mad to me usually involves a lot of pouty sulking.
Yes, I'm attractive.
Wow.
That whole fight sounds pretty stupid when I write it out.
Gosh, I hope there was more to it because if I was that mad about that...
Anyway, we decided to call the dining hotline one more time just to see if there were any cancellations.
The lady that answered said "Well, the best table at the California just opened up but if you can't make it in 10 minutes we'll have to give the table away. "
Now we could see the hotel from where we were but it was far off in the distance.
A good 20 minute walk.
But, Billy told her we'd be there and then hung up the phone.
He looked at me and said "meet me there" and he was off.
It was like a cartoon when the person starts running and all you see is the poof of smoke.
He ran for it and I hoofed it behind it.
We showed up looking all hot and sweaty.
I'm sure the maitre'd was super impressed.
But the table was awesome.
And we were at the perfect spot to see the fireworks over the Magic Kingdom.
I cried through the fireworks as usual and everything was forgiven. We ended up having a GREAT meal and a special time with each other.
And then came dessert.
It was Chocolate Souffle.
I don't think the words Chocolate Souffle are usually capitalized but this dessert deserves it.
For some reason though we were feeling quite squirelly...
It was probably the post fight euphoria - ya know when you are so glad the fight is over and everyone is happy again -
...and we decided to give the souffle a little makeover. Eyes were added etc.
Or maybe the souffle did it to itself - it's all a bit foggy.
Either way the souffle changed.
Hence, this picture:
Yes, the souffle threw up.
We really shouldn't be allowed in fancy restaurants.