waitress' attention and said that I had ordered ribs. She pointed at the
quivering pile of flesh on my plate and said: 'Yes. Prime rib'.
'No I wanted rack of ribs' I replied.
'You ordered this' the server insisted – and this was probably the moment she
chose to growl. At this point we demanded to see the menu, intending to set
the record straight by pointing out what I had chosen. The waitress grumpily
got this and I found the dish and said: 'Look. Full.... pound of prime rib. Oh...'
So keen was I to have ribs that I had hallucinated them onto the menu. When
actually it only offered this US classic, the very strange ‘prime rib’. We were
now very apologetic and embarrassed. At least we would not starve; we had a
pound of meat to eat. Except that the meat was so fatty that we had to leave a
lot of it. What we did eat was incredibly tender though, probably because the
meat is boiled for days and then fried. At least this is how we think it is
cooked, though somehow it is still pink when served. Later I felt decidedly
sick, like my stomach was coated in grease. As we left we grabbed some
mints from by the register in order to take the taste away. These turned out to
be cinnamon flavoured and foul, not mint at all. Not a good night!
In order to end on a happy, and savoury note, we did often get the food we
wanted. And on one occasion we got exactly what we had wanted, and
ordered, over a year before. This was in Captain Jack’s in Downtown Disney,
Orlando, Florida. On our previous visit to Disneyworld we found the restaurant
to be friendly and the food - though not spectacular - good, and reasonably
priced. Returning to places where you had good experiences can be risky, a
bad meal can spoil the evening and the memories, but on this occasion we