apostolic4life
Chef Grumpy
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- Nov 14, 2005
Want a little bit of heaven? Bananas Foster at Brennan's in N'awlins (as in "breakfast at Brennan's"). Brennan's isn't our favorite, but for this particular dessert, it's an art form. I may have had the very best meal of my life at Commander's Palace, though, on one fondly-remembered anniversary.
Don't go dissin' my New Orleans groceries. And, it wouldn't hurt to make some distinctions between cajun and creole food, either.
Oh, yeah, the DDP. We like it, and it serves our needs well. Note that WE don't serve IT. It's just a tool, a helpful one for us, but not for everyone.
It just occured to me that most of us are long-time Disney veterans. I can assure you that over the last 30+ years, I've seen many, many changes. Whether they were good or bad personally for my family and me should be of little importance to anyone else.
I'm just reminding myself that what is a "habit" for me is a once-in-a-lifetime experience for others. I imagine there are folks I smile and nod to in the parks who have saved literally years for their vacation, and know that odds are they'll never be able to come back. So, they've managed to stay on property, have come up with money for tickets that would relieve the debt of a third-world country, and face the prospect of eating crackers for breakfast, drinking water for lunch, and swelling up for dinner.
But, they learn of the DDP. And they are amazed that they are going to not only eat, but eat well, and heartily, at restaurants that are like a fantasy to them. And they plan - because they've been planning for years already, right? - and they are so excited that they make their reservations just as soon as they're allowed to. And finally they come to Disney, and are blinded by pixie dust. They experience more wonders than their minds can take in. Their vacation unfolds like a flower, and goes without a hitch. They marvel at what they're privileged to eat, and return to their rooms feeling that they've experienced that rarest of all things Disney - a bargain.
So I can carp and whine and moan that my experience just wasn't the same as I had six months ago. And that is my right. But that right, for me, is tempered just a little by the realization that sitting at the table next to me is a family whose dreams have just come true.
Here! Here! Dreamfinder2 I couldn't have said it better myself!
Want a little bit of heaven? Bananas Foster at Brennan's in N'awlins (as in "breakfast at Brennan's"). Brennan's isn't our favorite, but for this particular dessert, it's an art form. I may have had the very best meal of my life at Commander's Palace, though, on one fondly-remembered anniversary.
Don't go dissin' my New Orleans groceries. And, it wouldn't hurt to make some distinctions between cajun and creole food, either.
Oh, yeah, the DDP. We like it, and it serves our needs well. Note that WE don't serve IT. It's just a tool, a helpful one for us, but not for everyone.
It just occured to me that most of us are long-time Disney veterans. I can assure you that over the last 30+ years, I've seen many, many changes. Whether they were good or bad personally for my family and me should be of little importance to anyone else.
I'm just reminding myself that what is a "habit" for me is a once-in-a-lifetime experience for others. I imagine there are folks I smile and nod to in the parks who have saved literally years for their vacation, and know that odds are they'll never be able to come back. So, they've managed to stay on property, have come up with money for tickets that would relieve the debt of a third-world country, and face the prospect of eating crackers for breakfast, drinking water for lunch, and swelling up for dinner.
But, they learn of the DDP. And they are amazed that they are going to not only eat, but eat well, and heartily, at restaurants that are like a fantasy to them. And they plan - because they've been planning for years already, right? - and they are so excited that they make their reservations just as soon as they're allowed to. And finally they come to Disney, and are blinded by pixie dust. They experience more wonders than their minds can take in. Their vacation unfolds like a flower, and goes without a hitch. They marvel at what they're privileged to eat, and return to their rooms feeling that they've experienced that rarest of all things Disney - a bargain.
So I can carp and whine and moan that my experience just wasn't the same as I had six months ago. And that is my right. But that right, for me, is tempered just a little by the realization that sitting at the table next to me is a family whose dreams have just come true.
Want a little bit of heaven? Bananas Foster at Brennan's in N'awlins (as in "breakfast at Brennan's"). Brennan's isn't our favorite, but for this particular dessert, it's an art form. I may have had the very best meal of my life at Commander's Palace, though, on one fondly-remembered anniversary.
Don't go dissin' my New Orleans groceries. And, it wouldn't hurt to make some distinctions between cajun and creole food, either.
Oh, yeah, the DDP. We like it, and it serves our needs well. Note that WE don't serve IT. It's just a tool, a helpful one for us, but not for everyone.
It just occured to me that most of us are long-time Disney veterans. I can assure you that over the last 30+ years, I've seen many, many changes. Whether they were good or bad personally for my family and me should be of little importance to anyone else.
I'm just reminding myself that what is a "habit" for me is a once-in-a-lifetime experience for others. I imagine there are folks I smile and nod to in the parks who have saved literally years for their vacation, and know that odds are they'll never be able to come back. So, they've managed to stay on property, have come up with money for tickets that would relieve the debt of a third-world country, and face the prospect of eating crackers for breakfast, drinking water for lunch, and swelling up for dinner.
But, they learn of the DDP. And they are amazed that they are going to not only eat, but eat well, and heartily, at restaurants that are like a fantasy to them. And they plan - because they've been planning for years already, right? - and they are so excited that they make their reservations just as soon as they're allowed to. And finally they come to Disney, and are blinded by pixie dust. They experience more wonders than their minds can take in. Their vacation unfolds like a flower, and goes without a hitch. They marvel at what they're privileged to eat, and return to their rooms feeling that they've experienced that rarest of all things Disney - a bargain.
So I can carp and whine and moan that my experience just wasn't the same as I had six months ago. And that is my right. But that right, for me, is tempered just a little by the realization that sitting at the table next to me is a family whose dreams have just come true.
....a Navy Brat here!!! Dad was a 20 year man and we traveled and learned to appreciate food from every end of the gamut. It's funny how foods (polenta, grits, organ meats, etc.) which were one time considered to be fit only for servants and poor folks now gets center of the plate treatment at many 5 star establishments. But hey, what do I know; I',m nobody important!
I second that!
Finally, regarding bananas Foster ... the rest of the story. (And I'll post Brennan's recipe in the appropriate place - it's actually easy to prepare!)
In the 1950's, New Orleans was the major port of entry for bananas shipped from Central and South America. Owen Edward Brennan challenged his talented chef, Paul Blangé, to include bananas in a new culinary creation - Owen's way of promoting the imported fruit. Simultaneously, Holiday Magazine had asked Owen to provide a new recipe to appear in a feature article on Brennan's.
In 1951, Chef Paul created Bananas Foster. The scrumptious dessert was named for Richard Foster, who, as chairman, served with Owen on the New Orleans Crime Commission, a civic effort to clean up the French Quarter. Richard Foster, owner of the Foster Awning Company, was a frequent customer of Brennan's and a very good friend of Owen.
Little did anyone realize that Bananas Foster would become an international favorite and is the most requested item on the restaurant's menu. Thirty-five thousand pounds of bananas are flamed each year at Brennan's in the preparation of its world-famous dessert.
There y'are!
Now my questions: What makes you the self annointed expert on fine cuisine? What qualifications do you possess to make such judgments about the culinary world's established standards? What culinary experience, culinary schooling or culinary training do you have?
We are still waiting I see. I too would like those questions answered. By the way I love cajun food. Those spices can sometimes open the sinuses.
Perhaps you should read my entire quote...Rude doesn't get many questions answered.Yes I would like to have that answered too. The poster must have some other expertise that we are all unaware of. I hardly think dining in two of Emeril Lagasse restaurants in VEGAS qualifies one as an expert on Cajun or Creole Food!