Cowfishy, you've got a hold on me...

I had the weirdest  and most vivid dream last night.

It started with my wife Lauren and I on the moving sidewalks going into Citywalk. There was a huge line for Cowfish that ended right in front of Bubba Gump's and had turn backs in front of Starbucks. Lauren started freaking out because that's where we were supposed to be going for dinner. I told her
not to worry and I took her by the hand.

I had a plan.

We walked into Bubba Gump's and right through the kitchen as if we knew where we were going. There were servers trying to run food, chefs cooking, and just the normal kitchen chaos during a dinner rush. We made it to a door in the back of the kitchen and it led us to Starbucks. We cut through their prep area. I stole a cake pop and slipped a Barista a $20. We eventually found our way into the guest service offices where TMs pick up their comp passes. If you don't know where I'm talking about, it's the long corridor in between ColdStone and the guest services window.

This was seriously a weird dream.

After signing out our quarterly comps (which we don't even get anymore), and me slipping the administrator a $20, we somehow wound up in Red Oven. We went back to a store room where there was a random door. We knocked three times and Brittan (@omgzbrittan,
CityWalk Host Trainer Extraordinaire) opens the door. She leads us down a long dark hallway which eventually takes us to the Cowfish dining room. Mind you, it's a dream and it doesn't look how it does in real life. It looked more like a supper club. There were small tables all draped with a white table cloth and they all faced a stage towards the front of the restaurant. @omgzbrittan snaps her fingers and out of nowhere, bussers from Hard Rock come out and set up a table for two for Lauren and I right in front of the stage. I hand Brittan a fictitious $35 bill, and we finally take our seats in the lavish version of Cowfish.

And now the climax.

As we settle in and start to look over the menu, my favorite Celestina Warbeck comes up to the table. She presents us with a wine bottle of Frozen Butterbeer.
"Compliments of the gentleman at table 42."
I look over and Craig Evans (@TheCraigEvans, Universal marketing) raises a glass and nods to me. I nod back in a "thanks for the bottle of Frozen Butterbeer" sort of way. Then I look on stage to find Sonny Eclipse is performing.
"Cowfisheeey. You've got a hold on me..."
I look over to my wife, but it isn't her anymore. It's Matthew Miller  (@wewamiller, Universal tech guy) and he has taken her place. He looks at me, looks over to Sonny, and back to me again and says, "Can you believe this TECH?!?!"

And then the dream ended.

I don't know where the hell that all came from. Try to interpret my dream in the comments. Tell me what it means!

I did have the opportunity to eat at Cowfish Orlando last Monday. Now that it has soft opened to the general public, I'm going to go back to take some more photos of the interior before posting a blog entry about it. What I ate was excellent! Try to go around sunset, and ask to sit on the patio. It's a great addition to Citywalk and I can see myself making many return visits. Full review coming soon.

Until then, enjoy it!

Mikey