'Ohana means family and family means nobody gets left hungry.
Part I: Drinks & Appetizers
After being up for EMH at DHS and hopping over to MK later in the day, we made our way over to the Polynesian for dinner reservations at 'Ohana. I was worried about this dinner. The Tweedles had been proving difficult to please lately and I wasn't sure how they would react to potstickers, etc.
But, I did not need to worry. First, the Tweedles were ok with most of the food. Second, 'Ohana has a large selection of frou frou drinks to select from. One of these for me, and the Tweedles begin to look like Prince Charming's in Training.
With a selection of drinks like this, I was beginning to feel like Bacchus in Fantasia. Moving left to right, the choices were lapu lapu, then wine, then a blue glow-tini, pina colada, more wine, and an Island Sunset (I think).
So what did I get? Well a lapu lapu of course. I had never consumed alcohol out of a pineapple, so I thought now would be a good time to try.
How was it? Ummm...rummy. Very very rummy. It brought back bad college memories. I don't think it had any fruit juice in it at all. Unless you count the walls of the pineapple as "juice." David took the lid off the pineapple, took one smell and said...that it looked like we would be riding the monorail for awhile after dinner to sober me up. But I did manage to drink it all, once the ice melted a bit. Next time, I think I will go for something with a little less rum.
The atmosphere at 'Ohana is....festive, for lack of a better word. There is a woman who goes around singing. She scared me. Mainly because she reminded me of Charo. A couple was having their wedding rehearsal dinner there. Which, would have not been my personal choice. Then again, I didn't even have a bachelorette party. So anything where someone kept announcing to the whole room that I was the bride and going on and on about it would have been far too embarrassing for me. But all the kids I saw seemed to be having fun. And hey, we all got lei'd. Who can hate a place where everybody gets lei'd? The Tweedles found this particularly amusing. And in the world of Tweedles, jokes about getting lei'd quickly morphed into jokes about Uranus, etc. (who am I kidding, David and I made a lot of jokes too).
Now, onto the food. First we were brought welcome bread. Which Tweedle Dum described as a mouthful of yum.
The bread had a hint of pineapple without being over powering. It was excellent. But be careful....eat too much of this yummy bread and you won't have room for all the rest of the food they bring you!
Next up was the salad
It was ok. I took 1 bite. No one else at the table had any. Why? Well we knew that the real goodies were on the way and we did not want to take up precious stomach real estate with salad. See you have to think of dinner at 'Ohana like a marathon. If you waste all of your energy at the beginning, you will have nothing left for the end. Instead you have got to pace yourself because after the bread, and the salad, comes the other appetizers.
There are the potstickers:
They were alright. Not phenomenal. But not awful either. Tweedles do not like potstickers. They are filled with weird things and besides, why would a Tweedle eat potstickers, when a Tweedle can have.....
Yep. Sticky wings. The Tweedles approved of the sticky wings. David, well he stuck to the potstickers. He has this weird thing about not eating chicken on the bone. It cracks all of us up. Tweedle Dee frequently asks David where he buys his genetically modified boneless chickens.
Finally, it was the noodles and the broccoli.
Yes noodles. Not potatoes. I know everyone keeps debating...will they or won't they. But when we were there August 1st, it was noodles. But don't be alarmed. They weren't bad. They were typical lo mein noodles. And as a bonus, the Tweedles REALLY liked them. So they can't be that bad!
As for the broccoli, I stuck to the sponge-worthy rules (as handed down by Elaine) and decided that broccoli was not worthy of the precious space in my tummy. Tweedle Dum though....well he ate them. He ate a lot of them. What kind of freak is this kid?!
He hates almost everything but then he willingly eats broccoli? I think he was replaced by the pod people during the monorail ride over. He rode up front in the train while the rest of us rode in the back....so it is possible!
So far, 'Ohana was proving to be good. Filling, but good. Tomorrow is
Part II: The benefits of being a meatatarian and I heart dessert.