Okay, I vote this the funniest post today. :D

How was the screening and your evening?

The screening was really fun. No panel discussion, natch. But it was made up for by seeing my friend's restoration screen credit displayed and a bunch of us getting to cheer her in person. The print looked great, and the short "Puppy Love" was a delightful surprise.

On the more imporant spaghetti front, however, news was disappointing. Though the "wheat" pasta as the Disney soda fountain next door was quite yummy, the sauce was the very definition of weak-sauce. And, what were they thinking? - they cut the spaghetti into tiny pieces - which, while perhaps suitable for toddlers, makes performance of the Lady/Tramp spaghetti kiss impossible (perhaps that was the point). Oh, and they messed up our very simply Sundae order. Gak.

After the show, we also tried the spaghetti and meataballs at Micellii's, but it, too, was disappointing bland.


Great film, bad food.

I agree that the sauce was pretty week. Did they mix your noodles and sauce? We got a mixture of both - one plate that had the noodles and sauce already mixed together and two plates with the noodles on the bottom and the sauce just spooned on top. That's bizarre about cutting the noodles. They didn't do that Thursday night. I wonder if this was another side-effect of the cooking/space problem. How was the service as far as waiting for the food? Just wondering if it was as crazy as we/they expected.

I went and saw it tonite (Tues) all I can say is "WOW."

Lot of memories seeing it again. Great theatre, great presentation. Just WOW!

Well, they were lickity splilt about serving the food, but un-restaurant lazy about taking away the empty plates. Instead, all the CMs sat around and talked with each other while there was clearly work to be done. Reminded me of Disneyland!

Then they made a 'black and white' sundae with no white. Chocolate ice cream only, with zero vanilla. Maybe it was the day the Disney ice cream parlor was out of vanilla (which would, of course, remind me of the Saturday that the bar at Tortilla Jo's was out of orange juice).