Backstory, from one of the bartenders at Trader Sam's, is that a few of the Jungle Cruise Skippers got tired of hauling boatloads of tourists around the jungle so they opened a bar.
Went last night, to meet my friend Will and squire him around the new wonders of the DL Hotel and try one of them fried toe-foo salads at Tangaroa Terrace. They had the whole damn area blocked off for a press event! I got there at 9:30, after a phone call to Disney Dining to confirm that the place was open until 10:30, so I was not a happy camper when all the DTD restaurants started closing, 'cause, you know, it's 10 o'clock at night! I get stupid and loopy if I haven't eaten in several hours, and, while William was being very kind and suggesting every other restaurant in DTD, I had gotten focused on that salad and nothing else sounded good. Combine this with the hideous case of "Pine Mouth" I've been suffering through (look it up), and I was probably less than optimal company.
Once the party guests were done, we did make our way around the backside of security so I could show William all the cool new toys, including Trader Sam's, empty except for 3 bartenders who were happy to show off the effects and tell stories!
It'd be nice if various departments around Disneyland communicated with each other.
Still want that salad.
Maybe tonight.
It's coconut panko crusted!
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Does anyone still wear a hat?
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