I wish I could remember the name of our server ~ oh, sorry, "cousin" ~ that my family had when we ate there. Of course, it was 2 years ago at Christmas, so she might not even be there anymore. She was awesome! She only teased us a little about elbows on the table ~ oh, she did catch my dad talking with his mouth full.
The best thing was that it was really my first meal in about a day as I'd managed to catch some virus while working the nursery at my church for the early Christmas Eve service. I managed to only eat about half my salad (we somehow missed the chicken noodle soup on the menu). When our "cousin" came to clear our plates, she started to tease me about not finishing my meal and made a big deal about giving everyone else in the family their clean plate stickers. My dad explained that I'd been really sick the day before (couldn't even manage after 2 hours and some meds at the EPCOT first aid station), and she said "Oh, then I think you've done really well! Let me go and explain the situation to Mom!" In less than a minute (it seemed), she was back with a sticker and a huge peppermint stick for me from "Mom!"
Leave it to Disney to even make being sick magical!
~ Beth