Race Review: 2017 Walt Disney World Marathon (1/8/2017), or: “Sky blue flight on a cold wind to Valhalla…”

I’ve wanted to run a COLD marathon since like forever, man. And by cold, I mean “Cold to someone who has lived in South Florida” for 90% of his existence, and the entirety of his formative years and most of his adult life. I want the Ice Age experience, and by that I mean something…

Noshing In Wonderland #7: The Hollywood Brown Derby Lounge, or “Above all the lights with a passion that kills…”

And we’re talking about food again. At Disney. Go figure. Our subject for today is The Hollywood Brown Derby Lounge, nestled away in the snug confines of Disney’s Hollywood Studios on the corner of “Hollywood” and “Sunset”. The Hollywood Brown Derby restaurant is, by itself, much beloved by Disney foodies everywhere, but in today’s review…

Noshing In Wonderland #5: Whispering Canyon Cafe vs. Kona Cafe, or: “I can hear old guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau…”

Boots & I recently hit the 2013 International Food and Wine Festival at Epcot in Walt Disney World, but we couldn’t let our Lake Buena Vista excursion pass us by without a few other miscellaneous adventures in Disney Dining. So this time around, we decided to check out two restaurants at their Deluxe resorts: the…

Noshing In Wonderland #4: The 2013 Epcot International Food & Wine Festival, or: “Before you know it, we’ll be down to our last dime…”

Or yet another episode of “This Is Why I Run”… In what’s become a celebrated annual tradition for Ziggy-Piggy Foodies at Walt Disney World, Epcot presents their International Food and Wine Festival every fall. Between late September 27th and November 11th of this year, a virtual whirlwind of culinary activity takes over WDW’s second theme…

A History of Our Disney Running Team Logos, or: “200 degrees, that’s why they call me Mister Fahrenheit…”

You know how much ridiculous arrogance and hubris I must have to name our team “Millheiser RULES!!!”? None whatsoever. Zero. Zilch. Zip. Nada. Bubkis. I’m just riffing off that line the bully O’Doyle kids always scream in Happy Gilmour. It makes a great Two-tickets-to-the-gun-show flex and grunt whenever I cross a finish line. So I…