Archive for October, 2013

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween everyone!


Here’s me in my school costume… My home room dressed as 101 Dalmatians. I’m a Dalmatian, in case you can’t tell from the bad photo.

Hope everyone has tons of fun tonight!


Test Track: New and Improved!!


Meet Lola. (Yes, I named the car.) Lola is the prototype car that my sisters and I designed when we went to the newly reimagined Test Track in Epcot. Basically, you design a car then ride it around the track to “test” it for things like speed and turning power and all sorts of other things, the names of a which elude me at the moment.

I had heard a lot about this ride before I went on it, and I was curious to see how it would work. Well, it starts when they give you a plain white plastic card, about the size of a credit card. Maybe a little bigger. Anyway, you get in line and are filtered in large groups into a kind of computer room with a ton of big touchscreen computers. You’ll tap your white card to a sensor on a machine. It will then allow you to begin designing your car. You can pick between engines, tire sizes, colors, all kinds of things. My parents designed this one:


After you finish that, you’ll join another line, still clutching that white card lest your beautiful car design be lost, and wait a few minutes to get to the ride vehicles. Then tap your white card to another kiosk, climb into a car, and begin the ride. There are still lots of great thrills, but the difference is that your car’s rating for each test is put up on a screen for you to see after each segment.

I was hoping that Disney would somehow make the ride car look like the car you made (maybe through the magic of projection, or better yet, pixie dust?), but I guess that was a teensy bit unrealistic. Anyway, the cars are really just plain black vehicles.

Lola did Pretty well in everything except speed, because someone (Chrissy, I’m looking at you) insisted on making it solar powered. Oh well, it was a win in my book.

P.S. They have some pretty cool displays in the first queue, including different cars and this engine, which according to my dad is “like artwork”.


Have you ever named a car or other inanimate object, just out of sheer awesomeness?

I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I had another Chef Mickey’s story that I am bursting to share… So here it is!


For my Halloween costume this year I am… Well, actually, it’s either punk rocker Minnie Mouse or Mickey and Minnie’s punk daughter. Whichever you prefer, really.

I was expecting a lot of funny looks from strangers, considering the fact that I pierced the famous Mouse Ears with studs and dangles, and that I suppose I’m a bit old to be dressed up anyway. However, I got surprisingly few of them. Just a couple of smiles from short-sighted elderly couples and a frankly pained look from a mom pushing a stroller.


Mickey and Minnie were both pleased to see me in Chef Mickey’s, though, and I even got up and danced during the celebration song.


How about you? Any costume stories to share?

Chef Mickey’s

Chef Mickey’s… What can I say? So many memories, most of them hilarious. We first went when I was pretty little, and we brought my friend Paris and her family along (they happened to be in Disney the same time we were.). It’s a buffet style affair, and I have to say that we had a lot of… fun choosing out own food. I imagine it was difficult for the parents- there were six kids between the two families, all between the ages of 3 and 9. And we all had to go through the buffet line at once.



Dessert was, if anything, more cacophonous than dinner, for one reason: self-serve, soft-serve ice cream machines. My dad was supposed to be watching Paris’s little brother Roman, who was getting himself ice cream. However, Dad got distracted and when he turned back to the little boy, he’d filled his bowl more than 6 inches tall with chocolate ice cream. They both ended up getting a rather incredulous look from my friend’s mother.


I forgot to mention that Chef Mickey’s is also a character restaurant. Mickey, Donald, Pluto, Goofy, and Minnie (and possibly Daisy, I can’t remember) go from table to table in chefs’ outfits and take pictures with the kids. Even that managed to end in hilarious confusion that day. First Donald stepped on Paris’s foot by accident. This prompted Chrissy, my sister, to “goose” the poor duck. Meanwhile, Paris attempted to tattle on Donald to Mickey Mouse, who just kept smiling and gave her a hug.


Well, I hope you’ve enjoyed our Chef Mickey’s exploits. We actually went back recently, when we were staying in the Contemporary (where Chef Mickey’s is located) but I’ll be putting that story in another post soon! Believe me, more laughs are on the way!


What are your funniest restaurant stories?


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