The weekend before leaving for vacation my bestie asked if I wanted to go to Disneyland. I hadn’t really thought about it so I told her it didn’t matter. Bestie and I have gone to Disneyland together since high school. It was a band thing. One short parade around Main Street and we were free to goof off the rest of the day. It was the long trek around the backside getting from where our buses were to where the parade started that was the hard part. We all loathed that part. Forget that we got to see the part of Disney that most people never get to see. It was a long march and usually hot on top. Wearing a full polyester uniform over your street clothes isn’t exactly comfy.
We wound up there the day after going to the L.A. County Fair. If you didn’t see my guest post at Johnna’s 52 Foods on a Stick, go check it out.
Disneyland was one place I was actually looking forward to going and feeling like I didn’t have to worry about food. Chaz and I met Chef Joel Schaefer last year at the Gluten-free & Allergy-free Expo in Chicago. Chef Joel worked for Disney for a number of years and helped them grow their safeofferings to people with food allergies and intolerances.
We looked information up the night before. We discovered that I can take food in with me and not get hassled by Security. My stash was still at the bottom of my camera bag though. It’s just nice to know up front that they make that accommodation. There is a short list of quick-serve places that can accommodate most food allergies. That was nice to know up front as well. We typically eat at the table-serves now that we are older and have more income, while the quick-serves were our choice in our teen years because they were cheaper and we wanted to get as much time on the rides as possible. Sometimes you just need something quick and you need to know where to go ahead of time if that ends up being the case. The website also has information on where to find healthier food options as well as vegetarian options on the regular dining page.
Little Obi-Wan has a Guest Assistance Pass as I mentioned in previous post. This allows us to not have to wait as long for rides and helps prevent meltdowns while waiting. You can go read the other post to see the misadventures in one woman’s judgement when she saw the handicapped line for It’s A Small World. Bestie also gets season passes for them which means they can park hop at their leisure. Chaz and I made sure to get park hopping tickets so we could go between Disneyland and California Adventureland. It was our first time going to the latter. The last time we all went to Disney, we just stayed in Disneyland. It makes things interesting because as I mentioned in the guest post for Johnna, we tend to let Little Obi-Wan lead the way. This meant going between parks about once an hour, maybe two. And don’t worry thinking we lost a lot of time. We stayed until closing.
I really enjoyed California Adventureland. It was like having a mix of mini-California, Toontown, and Fantasyland all in one. I highly recommend the giant Ferris Wheel. Get yourself a swinging gondola. It’s great for a scream.
We worked up an appetite going between parks and so the time came to decide where to eat.
Any table-service restaurant was an option. Yes, any of them.
Bestie made the suggestion we go to Blue Bayou and then attempt Pirates of the Caribbean after lunch. Little Obi-Wan isn’t too keen on that ride lately so we were trying to suggest it to him all morning by saying we were going to see “good pirates.” He made the distinction that he was a “good pirate” a few days before when he was dressed up in his pirate costume.
I was up for the suggestion. I always wanted to eat in Blue Bayou. Years of riding Pirates of the Caribbean will do that to you. You ride by and you just want to know what’s over there in that barely lit restaurant. The darkish ambience makes it so mysterious.
The darkish ambience also make it harder to take food porn. Go figure that after the trip I figure out the low light setting. Oh well.
Our server brought out Chef Jose to talk to me to double-check my food issues and he told me directly how my dish would be altered to be safe for me. We all got our salads after that and then our server came back with a basket of gluten-free, dairy-free rolls just for me. I was over the moon. I never get to have bread in a restaurant. Never. I miss it sometimes when everyone else is macking away, but I’m at the point where I truly am used to not having what everyone else is having and I’m okay with it. I don’t pine over what I don’t get to have. I enjoy what I do have.
That said, I ate all three rolls even though they were dry. I poured some olive oil and pepper into my bread plate and sopped it up with the rolls. The chicken was much better than the chicken I had at the L.A. County Fair. But I have no idea what’s up with that bone they stuck in it. My guess is they were trying to make it look like a chop.
Around this time was also when I connected the fact that I had eggs for breakfast two days in a row after not eating eggs for a week and my itchiness and dandruff going up gradually after being calmer for a bit.
Little Obi-Wan was having none of the attempt to go on Pirates after lunch. The handicapped/guest assistance entrance is right next to Blue Bayou so he knew what was up when we headed there. Chaz and I went on while Bestie calmed him down and waited for us outside. That ride never gets old and always makes me smile. Just like It’s A Small World.
As usual, Little Obi-Wan wanted to ride with Uncle Chaz on a lot of the rides. That boy loves his uncle.
We did more park hopping, more rides, and I got to check out Cars Land. Felt like I was in Radiator Springs only non-animated. Where else can you go on a strip of Route 66 without being onRoute 66?
Yeah, I got my kicks.
And I got to ride on Mater with Little Obi-Wan. We screamed and laughed our heads off. Good times!
Our last hour was spent trying to get on the Teacups, the Carousel, and a little last-minute shopping on Main Street.
A fun day was had by all.