An Ode To The Strawberry Soup At 1900 Park Fare

The look the prince gave me was comical:

This is because I was busy slurping up the strawberry soup while taking a photo with one hand. Not even royalty could get me to stop consuming my favorite treat. Prince William could waltz in and I'd be all, "Sorry your royal highness, eating."

When we visited Disney World in March, I knew I was going to make dinner reservations at 1900 Park Fare. This is mainly because of the strawberry soup. Oh sure, we'd see characters from Cinderella, but I just wanted the pink deliciousness.

The characters are pretty amusing, by the way. The stepsisters are interested in the men in your group. They'll sometimes spit out insults. For example, Natalie had on her her Mickey Ears that said Happy Birthday and one sister said (Drizella, I think) "I bet it's not really your birthday. You just want attention."

And she was right, Natalie's birthday wasn't for another few days. She also wasn't amused by Natalie's shirt:

"You don't know my life!" she quipped before marching off.

Anastasia wanted to marry Tommy:

And the Evil Stepmother wanted to see if the kids were eating their dinner and didn't find them cute at all:

Meanwhile, throughout all of this, I kept eating my soup:

Natalie was all, "How many bowls of that are you going to eat?"

"Sixteen," I answered.

I mean, it's delicious. You taste the strawberries. The cream. I could probably make it myself, but I'm lazy. I want it to be waiting for me, all ready to go:

Oh sure, there are other things to eat. There's a buffet, and I ate meats and veggies and carbs:

That stuff is delicious too. Plus, there's desserts:

(I mean, duh, I had to get more strawberry soup.)

My son wasn't impressed by it, but he has autism and said it felt too thick in his mouth. But Natalie loves it too:

It's all you can eat at 1900 Park Fare, so keep loading your plate! Oh and yeah, Cinderella comes around too:

At one point Cinderella and the Prince dance, and then the Prince picks a diner to dance as well.

He picked me!

I'm kidding. I was too busy eating. He picked a cute little girl dressed like Cinderella, naturally. One who wasn't guzzling down the strawberry soup.

As you pig out like Henry VIII, you can admire the room. It is lovely:

Plus you're in the Grand Floridian, a place where we'd stay if we were wealthy. I mean, it's gorgeous:

(Remember, this is the hotel where Uncle Jesse played a song for Rebecca when she was pissed at him for being too busy to spend time with his family.)

(From Full House. Sorry.)

I told Natalie if we ever won the lottery, we could stay there. Or if she ever got rich, she could take me there with her.

"I might get rich," Tommy spoke up. "On YouTube. I do make videos."

"Great. Someone get rich so we can stay here and pig out on strawberry soup. I'm sure I could get housekeeping to bring up a tureen on nightly basis," I said. "What are you doing?" I continued as Natalie sat on a wingback chair with this expression:

"Oh, this is how rich people behave," Natalie explained.

"Kanye West would agree," I responded.

But seriously, I recommend 1900 Park Fare. The soup is served at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but the characters are different. If you go this summer, think of me when you get the strawberry soup.

Because I'll be thinking of it.