So our dinner in the restaurant inside Cinderella’s castle was not only delicious,

but we got seated by the windows JUST AS THE FIREWORKS STARTED OUTSIDE (as illustrated by the subtle but magnificently breathtaking puffs of light behind the windows in photographs 2 and 3):

It really was magical ... except there were four princesses working the room, giving us their individual princess spiels in breathy and/or squeaky voices that we absolutely couldn’t hear, and practically demanding we get up and take pictures with them. It was a royally hostile dinner environment (as illustrated by my forced but princely smiles in photographs 4, 5, 6 and 7):