Day Four A Super Uber Breakfast
If you asked my wife to pick a couple of things she was most looking forward to on the trip, breakfast at Kona would be right at the top of the list. Since we first ate at Kona on our big anniversary trip, this became a must-do. We had such a relaxing meal that morning that we make sure we do it on each visit.
Actually, today was our only 2 ADR day. Breakfast at Kona, dinner at Frontera Cocina. I had called my nephew (he lives an hour away from WDW) to tell him we were in Orlando and he was going to drive up and meet us for dinner.
With great anticipation for our upcoming meal, we left the room right on schedule at 9:00am and headed for the bus stop. We saw an EPCOT bus leaving, a Studios bus loading and a very full bus stop. Judging from all the strollers, we guessed that most were waiting on an MK bus. A quick view of the monitor showed the next MK bus scheduled to arrive in 27 minutes. You could tell the crowd had been there awhile. The time on the monitor changed to 9:29. Congress Park is the 4th stop on the Saratoga Springs route, so if there were this many people at the 3 stops ahead, we probably would not make that bus. The monitor changed to 9:31. Since we had to get to MK, get to the monorail and ride to Poly, we discussed taking the walkway to Disney Springs and grabbing a bus there. I grabbed her hand, started walking and said I have an idea.
We set out for the Clubhouse, with her a little confused (but trusting me) and me getting out my phone and pushing a few buttons. We reached the front of the resort, I looked at my phone and told her that our ride would be there in 3 minutes and we should be at the Poly with time to browse. I told her that I had summoned an Uber.
Now she has seen credit card statements and knows that I use Uber for work on out-of-town business trips. It is very handy for getting a group to and from places in towns we are not familiar with. She, however, wasn't crazy about getting into a strange car, with a stranger driving. Reluctantly (and hungrily) she got in. We had a really nice car and a great driver. He took back roads that the buses don't use and in no time we werenat Poly. We said thanks to our driver, got checked in at Kona and walked around the resort.
10 minutes later our pager went off and we were quickly seated and ingesting coffee. We were back at Kona and we were happy. We told our server we would order in 10 minutes, we just wanted to talk for awhile. My phone went off and it was my receipt from Uber. I asked her to guess how much the ride was. She said $15.00 and was shocked when I showed her my phone and it said $8.32. We settled in for a relaxing breakfast.The conversation was wonderful (talk about work had been banned) and soon we were ordering breakfast. She was going to get Tonga Toast, but decided it may not be a great choice on a hot day. She went with a couple of eggs, bacon and pancakes. I, of course, had the Samoan. I love the Samoan. I also love when people sitting near you see the Samoan for the first time. It is not the prettiest dish, but it is delicious. We were in caffeine-enhanced bliss.
After over an hour at Kona, we headed downstairs to grab a bus to Studios. We chatted with a nice young man who was at the bus stop helping folks get where they needed to be. I am not sure of the title of this position, but we ran into several of them and they were all personable.
We arrived and once again she was 'randomly' asked to go thru the metal detectors. It became a running joke each time it happened. We used our FastPass for Toy Story Mania (she won), saw the Muppets, did GMR, watched Beauty and the Beast, did Toy Story Mania again (25 minute wait, she won again). Then we spent a lot of time inside Walt Disney: One Man's Dream. We are becoming more and more fascinated with the history of Walt and how WDW became what it is.
We suddenly realized we needed to get back and clean up for dinner. Our exit was briefly blocked by Storm Troopers, but soon we were on our way.
Cleaned up, we took the walkway to Disney Springs and soon we were at Frontera Cocina. My nephew showed up on time and we were seated promptly.
I had watched Rick Bayless's cooking show on PBS and always wanted to try his food. He seemed different than other 'celebrity' chefs, maybe because he was less celebrity and more chef. I had been on business trips to Chicago and tried to visit his place, but invariably, some one in the group would nix Mexican and we would end up in some stuffy steakhouse.
We ordered the chips with salsa and it became obvious that this was not going to be a typical Mex meal. The two sauces that came with it were more than the simple 3 or 4 ingredient stuff you usually have. The were multiple flavors and they were balanced yet bold. I had studied the menu and knew exactly what I was ordering, Oaxacan Red Chile Chicken. My wife ordered the Cocina Half Chicken and my nephew ordered the Shrimp Enchiladas Suizas. There were a couple of margaritas and a couple of Mexican beers and a lot of catching up conversation. Mine was cooked in a mole sauce. I like good mole. I love great mole. I cannot describe how good this mole was. I wanted to eat and eat, but I also wanted to savor. My wife loved her dish and it was quite good, but when she tasted mine, she stopped chewing after a few seconds and said "Holy crap, is that good." I finished my meal thinking that here is the excitement missing from our first ADR. Here are flavors, so complex, so forward, but perfectly in tune, that I want to eat there again, and soon.
We walked out of the restaurant and my wife and nephew noticed Sprinkles and went to grab a cupcake.
Confession time. I don't understand the attraction of cupcakes. They seemed to enjoy them, but I set off in search of something better. Gelato. I ordered pistachio (i thought it would be a nice tie-in to the mole) from Vivoli il Gelato. It was good, not great.
We said goodbye to the nephew and made the walk to SSR. We thought about a nightcap with Tommy at Dockside, but decided we were done for the day.
Up Next Day Five: We finally do some Food & Wine