This Could Get Ugly

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This just may start a Disney war, but here goes…..what is your favorite Disney resort?



Have you ever seen Disney Dorks get into heated conversations about the best whatever about Disney World?  It’s pretty amusing actually.  And I can fully poke fun because I am definitely one of those Dorks.  Especially when it comes to the best “getting into trouble” spots.  Anyone over the age of 21 should know what those are :).

There are a thousand categories we could argue about here, but I’m only going to hit up my top four:  resort, restaurant, bar, and race.  Feel free to weigh in.  Except on the race.  I win, hands down.  You lose.  Go away.


This is kind of a toughie for me as there are still so many I haven’t stayed at yet – basically because I have yet to hit Powerball or have had a long-lost rich relative knock off.  Should you have done either, feel free to share in your bountiful Disney harvest.  That being said, I’d have to say my favorite Disney resort hotel thus far is…..da da da da daaaaaaaa!!!!!  Coronado Springs.

Ooooooohhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhh....

Ooooooohhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhh….

The running path is a little short, but the landscaping is beautiful, the rooms are great, (especially the king rooms), and the gym is awesome.  I love the spots you can hang out on the sand and watch the world go by, including the local, furry, residents.

Not really.  Just checking to see if you were paying attention.

Not really. Just checking to see if you were paying attention.

You may not see any elk, but there are squirrels, rabbits, fish, and birds galore.  Trust me on the birds. They’re everywhere.  Including RIGHT OUTSIDE your window when you’re trying to sleep in.

Mock you I shall.

Mock you I shall.


This was also a difficult call, but we here at Black Dog Productions (sounds impressive, doesn’t it?), decided to go with Tutto Italia in Epcot.  If you can, sit outside in the glassed in room.  It’s quieter, and a much more intimate setting.  The food is phenomenal, and the wine list is expectedly awesome.  My suggestion: have your server or the sommelier make a recommendation.  We went with a bottle of Castiglion Del Bosco at our server’s recommendation.  A little pricey, but well worth it.

Hello beautiful.

Hello beautiful.


Another tough call, and if it wasn’t for one memorable moment, I would have gone with either La Cava del Tequila or the Rose and Crown.

Ahhhhh, we return to the scene of the crime....

Ahhhhh, we return to the scene of the crime..

Let me just put it out there – I HATE 50’s Prime Time Cafe.  I went there once, could not STAND the corniness of the place, and never went back.  I know many of you think the place is a total hoot.  I, on the other hand, would rather have my fingernails yanked out with a pair of pliers.  Yes, it was THAT bad.  Go ahead, revoke my Dork Card.  I’ll earn it back.  Because I AM that big of a Dork. 🙂

So back to the one moment in time that sold us on the Tune In Lounge as the best bar in Disney.  Stick with me here:

top shelf margarita – $20

Nursing your kid while drinking the top shelf margarita – PRICELESS

If I’m lying I’m dying.

Yeah mama!

Yeah mama!


No argument.

Really. No argument.  Don't even bother.

Really. No argument. Don’t even bother.

No middle of the night wake up call, Food and Wine Festival nibbles and libations, and Epcot ALL TO YOURSELF.  How can one possibly argue with THAT???  Not to mention, HUGE potential for post race #shenanigans…

Yes, yes I do.

Yes, yes I do.

So there you have it – Black Dog’s Disney World Favorites.  Agree or disagree?  Let’s hear it.  Whoever loses the argument has to eat at Prime Time.  Tied to a chair.  Unsedated.

oh no kittens


Enjoy the ride.

Let’s hear it!  What are your Disney faves?  Do any of them include the probability of shenanigans?  Have you ever wanted to start a food fight in the Prime Time Cafe?  WAS IT FUN???

Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It’s Off To Disney World We Go!

Yep!  I actually DO have more interesting things to vomit out of my brain today, but since we’re going back to DISNEYWORLD tomorrow – yes, TOMORROW! – I can’t really concentrate on anything else.  Nor do I want to.  Because almost everything else becomes completely insignificant when one is about to embark on a quickie – STOP IT – to the World of the Mouse!!!

Yes Black Dog!  We're waiting just for YOU!!

Yes Black Dog! We’re waiting just for YOU!!

To those of you who have yet to see the light – you know who you are (dearest husband) – my barely contained excitement is something of a mystery.  Exactly how does one explain the lack of focus on mundane tasks, hours spent listening to Disney related podcasts, and ceaseless humming of It’s A Small World?

Can't stop humming it now, can you?

Can’t stop humming it now, can you?

To set the record straight, this IS just a quick little weekend getaway, and not a complete week-long immersion of all things Disney.  And even though I freely admit I wasn’t putting anything over on the hubs when I oh-so-innocently suggested that we need to build up some Marriott points and why not conveniently do that in Orlando – I’ll never be sorry for coming up with the first of what I’m sure will be many exciting, brilliant, Mouse-inspired ideas in 2015.

I'm going to Disney World!!!!

I’m going to Disney World!!!!

So if your life turns out to be incredibly boring this weekend as you try to convince your legs that they really CAN move again after last weekend’s Dopey escapades, feel free to stalk me on social media.  I guarantee at least a few daily images of all kinds of shenanigans.  Because…..why else does one venture to the place of all things magical?  For basic good times and baby meltdowns?  Oh HECK no.

NOT going to be me.  Until I have to leave.  Then all bets are off.

NOT going to be me. Until I have to leave. Then all bets are off.

So come along with me dear readers.  It’s going to be magical!!!!


Enjoy the ride.

How spectacular was your last trip to the Mouse?  Where’d ya go, what’d ya do, how many miles did ya run, how many cocktails did ya down?  Were Mickey ice cream bars and Mickey muffins involved?  Did anyone throw up on any rides?  Tell me!! Tellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellme!!!!

When Life Gets Crazy

Yup.  It was just one of those nights when, before I knew it, it was time to hit the hay.  And in a major #bloggerfail, I had no posts done.  So with a quick little bang of the keyboard, here’s a rundown as to why my life sometimes seems to get in the way of fun stuff.  Like blogging.  And sleeping.  And eating Moose Tracks.  Oh wait, I’m in a temporary holding pattern on junk food.  Girlfriend’s getting too much junk her trunk again…(heavy sigh)…

So my afternoon started with a visit to Janet, my torture master massage therapist.

"I must break you...."

“I must break you….”

Followed by a mind-numbing conversation with my chiropractor super hero about Obamacare, (like I have the intellectual ability to have a conversation about THAT), while getting zapped by his high-tech, super hero light sword.

It's all Tatooine gibberish to me.

It’s all Tatooine gibberish to me.

And moving on to a pool workout in water that’s starting to hit, shall we say, FREEZING, followed by my nightly love/hate quality time with my foam roller.


By the time I FINALLY made it home, I walked in the door to see THIS GUY waiting for me.  Doing the hula!

"In summmmeeeeerrrrrrrr!"

“In summerrrrrrrr!”

Which put me in the perfect mood to pack for THIS.

Just get me to the pierogies. Now.

Just get me to the pierogies.

So thanks to my absolute superior lack of time management skills, you get to be regaled with a photo journey through a typical Black Dog night.  Which ended up looking not much unlike THIS.

Zzzzzz. Zzzzzz. Zzzzzzz.

Zzzzzz. Zzzzzz. Zzzzzzz.


Enjoy the ride.

Ever find your day running away from you?  How do keep up?  Or do you?  What is your favorite booth at the Food and Wine Festival?