Warning: Disney Magic Is Fading for Kids

Goofy water image at Disney World - Francesca Di Meglio
Disney magic is fewer and farther between for kids as the company begins to shift its focus on Millennials without kids, who have the money to spend on playful vacations. © Photo by Francesca Di Meglio

Disney magic was real to me. Flying off to Neverland on Peter Pan’s Flight at Walt Disney World in Orlando, Fla. was the highlight of my father’s year when I was a kid in the 1980s and 1990s. Therefore, we made the journey from New Jersey to the Magic Kingdom annually. One year, we even took the Disney cruise on the now, long defunct Big Red Boat.

As a mother, I have been taking my son to Disney World every year since he turned 1. As a result, I’ve become a regular viewer of various blogs and vlogs and podcasts dedicated to our happy place. As a former professional travel editor, I couldn’t help but notice the transformation from being kid-centric to being Millennial-centric in both the marketing and the feel of the place.

Don’t get me wrong. My son still has a blast every. time. we. go. But keen observers will notice the transformation that has taken place over the years through slight shifts. Do you see what I see?

Less Magic, More Booze

There was a time – back in Walt’s day – when alcohol was not served in the parks. This was supposed to be a family place, so it wasn’t deemed necessary. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t drink. But I’m Italian. My people have wine with every meal from a young age. I’m no Prohibitionist. Certainly, those who are paying good money for fine food at restaurants, such as Be Our Guest (Magic Kingdom) or Monsieur Paul (Epcot’s France pavilion), should be able to have a glass of wine with their meal. Seriously, what would the Germany pavilion be without beer?

However, nowadays, there are hordes of young people in their 20s and 30s “drinking around the world.” They are drunk by the time they get their margaritas in Mexico. No one does anything to control for the drunks. Frankly, I’m not that comfortable with the boorish behavior taking place in front of my 7-year-old. Worrying about explaining what’s happening with the grown ups is not the stuff of magical vacations.

No Food for Kids

Okay, this isn’t entirely true. Of course, there are kids’ options everywhere. But we almost always splurge for the Deluxe Dining plan. My husband and I are foodies. What we’ve always loved about Disney is that we can enjoy our sophisticated dinners while our son enjoys the meal, too.

But there have been fewer kid-friendly foods on the menus at signature restaurants. In some, there were only one or two options. They almost always included grilled chicken and a vegetable, such as broccoli. My kid would eat the grilled chicken and leave the broccoli. The appetizers have always been an issue for him. He’s a picky eater, so I’m not blaming Disney entirely for this. But the portions in early 2019 were so tiny. He would have his measly strip of chicken and a minimal scoop of ice cream for dessert and be done. We would have to use our snack credits or pull out the Goldfish crackers to satisfy his hunger. Considering, children ages 3 to 9 pay $27.98 per day for Deluxe Dining, they should get a little more value.

I learned a little secret on our last trip. You can actually request chicken nuggets and fries at most places, but it’s not on the menu anymore. If you don’t know people on the inside, you may never figure this out. (Although, I must admit that Artist’s Point, which is now a character experience and not a signature restaurant, actually included on the menu, “chicken nuggets upon request.”)

Some of this is probably in deference to parents griping about unhealthy menu items. But the emphasis on the food and experience is now adult-centric. My son used to get reusable straws in the shape of Mickey Mouse, fun menu items, and a bevy of cute desserts at every stop. This time around, there were no extras for the kiddies.

Different Character Interactions

For now (and I believe for only a little more time), my son believes we are visiting the characters in their home and not that they are real people with a life outside of Goofy’s head. This is probably the number one motivating factor that makes me want to go to Disney every year at this particular time in our lives. The character interactions range from being outrageously awesome to completely stinky. This was the same when I was a kid.

The difference now is the number of adults interested in character interactions, too. We stood in line for Donald Duck outside the Mexico pavilion at Epcot. Groups of adults stood in front of us, replete with Donald hats and autograph books. Hey, they spent the money to get in just like everybody else, so I don’t begrudge them the interaction. However, Donald spent 15 minutes kissing, hugging, taking selfies, and drawing in the books of the two grown ups in line in front of us. Then, he took all of 4 minutes to take a photograph with my son and sign his book. The two kids behind us, who were a little younger than my son, had even less time with the duck. They were done by the time we gathered our stuff and met up with our family members, who were sitting to the left of the line. C’mon!

Autographs Denied

Speaking of the autographs, Disney is frequently having characters refuse signing autographs. The Green Army Men and some Star Wars characters are among those not signing autographs and they had in the past. Back in 2017, some outlets reported Disney was eliminating signatures at character dining experiences and would instead hand out cards with the signatures. There was backlash to this idea, and my son was able to get signatures at most of the character dining experiences we had.

At the Artist’s Point dining experience, your napkin ring is a card in the shape of an apple featuring the signatures of Dopey, Grumpy, Snow White, and the Queen. The characters did sign the book but the implication was that they rather they didn’t.

In some cases, the decision is practical. This is true for characters, such as Baymax and Olaf, who don’t really have hands for writing. In Olaf’s case, you might receive a card with his signature on it.

You might be thinking this is small potatoes. But for a kid who believes he is talking to the real-life Mickey Mouse that autograph is special. His book full of signatures is a coveted and beloved item. Some people use a frame or pillow case for signatures to create a unique souvenir. What’s sad to me is the characters were once trained to perfection. Part of their training, in fact, includes learning the signature of their character, so each one would look exactly the same.

New Stuff Ain’t Always for Kids

I get it. You have to have a few roller coasters for the adults. Disney has always had a handful, including Space Mountain and Splash Mountain. But many of the new rides are thrillers. Flights of Passage in Disney’s Animal Kingdom is an example. It’s spectacular, and my son has ridden it twice. But it’s not for little kids, nor is it for kids who might have fears traditionally associated with those their age. My nephew, for example, cried throughout the ride. And littler kids wouldn’t even be able to ride because of their size.

We’re still learning what’s to come with Star Wars. Of course, that was a smart investment on the part of Disney. But how many 6 and 7 year olds are true Star Wars fans? My son hid under the bed when we were watching The Force Awakens. He likes the robots – BB8 and R2D2 – but he doesn’t know much about the series. Few of his friends in the first grade do. So, I’m not sure how into the new section of the park they will be.

The Disney Touch Is Gone

That brings me to the most important point. Disney was once the pinnacle of hospitality. It was the gold standard of businesses. The idea was to constantly innovate and train the staff – err, cast members – to be as damn near perfect as possible. Other companies sent their people to Disney to study their best practices. Ultimately, this attention to detail was the magic for little kids.

Children, who already easily suspended belief, walked into a pristine set every time they stepped onto Main Street U.S.A. in the Magic Kingdom. There wasn’t even a shred of paper on the floor. The characters catered to them. They hugged them. They signed autographs. They jumped up and down – or at least Tigger did. Every inch of the entertainment was aimed at the children. That’s what parents loved about it.

All sorts of free Disney magic took place in front of your eyes, thanks to the exceptional cast members. Now, a cast made up largely of college kids, who can be paid next to nothing and have no experience, has created less-than-stellar experiences. And you can’t even walk into the bathrooms because they are often so disgusting. Certainly, Disney has lost its way some.

Blogs, Vlogs, and Podcasts Aimed at Grown Ups

I’m an avid fan of the blogs and vlogs geared to Disney tourists. Few of the most popular ones, such as Disney Unplugged and the Disney Tourist Blog, include parents. They are supremely popular, and I’m certain they have pull with Disney. Their fans are numerous and are unafraid to share their opinions. But they rarely talk about families and their trip planning.

This is not a criticism. It’s just a fact. I still consult their opinions and enjoy their content. But I don’t always relate to it. I believe their popularity and the following inflates their opinions in the eyes of Disney itself. They are influencers, no doubt. The voice of parents with young children might get lost.

Ultimately, families will still enjoy their trips to Disney. I know we do. But there’s some tarnish for the kids. Much of the experience I recall from my childhood are long gone. While there’s no question that Disney still attracts adults and children alike, it’s not as kid-centric as it once was.

Di Meglio is the author of Fun with the Family New Jersey (Globe Pequot Press, 2012). She also has written the Our Paesani column for ItaliansRus.com since 2003. You can follow the Italian Mamma on Facebook or Twitter @ItalianMamma10.

The Best of Epcot International Festival of the Arts 2019

Baby Jack Jack from the Incredibles Chalk Art at Disney's Epcot
Baby Jack Jack from the Incredibles Chalk Art at Disney’s Epcot

You have one more weekend to enjoy the Epcot International Festival of the Arts 2019 at Walt Disney World in Orlando, Fla. Don’t miss your chance. This festival is probably the most underrated in the World. Its publicity pales in comparison to the more popular Epcot International Food & Wine Festival and the upcoming Epcot International Flower and Garden Festival.

Each is worthy, but the Festival of the Arts holds a special place for me because it coincides with our annual trip to Disney. But it also offers a piece of old-school Disney philosophy. It brings me back to a time when Epcot was about bringing educational cultural experiences to its visitors. When I visited in the 1980s and early 1990s, it was still EPCOT, the experiential prototype community of tomorrow.

You will be inspired by seeing the artists demonstrating their skills and looking at the final product while the ink is still drying on the artist’s signature. Frankly, in a world driven by technology and business, we are quick to ignore the arts. But they give us life and ideas and purpose. They make everything else possible. By the way, Disney only exists because of Walt Disney, the artist.

I never knew barbecue chips could be so perfect, but lobster and a cheese bisque sauce will do it.

Like the other festivals, there are food booths with signature drinks and little plates, all presented in an artistic manner. While the food items can be kind of expensive, many of them are included as snacks on the Disney dining plan.

The Deconstructed Dish serves up this beauty of the silky cream of classic cheesecake, shortbread cookies, and sweet strawberries.

At Italy’s Arte di Mangiare booth, you might enjoy the sweet-and-sour balsamic glazed pork ribs and sweet potato fries. The Deconstructed Dish offers a smooth strawberry cheesecake that is as pretty as it is delicious and a deconstructed BLT with pork belly, tomato jam, and soft-poached egg. Still, the standout for me was barbecue chips topped with lobster, bisque cheese sauce, and pickled jalapenos from Refreshment Port at World Showcase.

Who can resist a poached egg and pork belly? Certainly, not I.

Of course, you can also enjoy the live entertainment. There are live statues, singing, dancing, and regards to Broadway. In fact, you can see the performers, who have brought Disney films (many of them animated) to life on stage. They sing all the hits at the Disney on Broadway Concert Series. You won’t be able to help yourself. You’ll be singing along by show’s end. It’s a promise.

Di Meglio is the author of Fun with the Family New Jersey (Globe Pequot Press, 2012). She also has written the Our Paesani column for ItaliansRus.com since 2003. You can follow the Italian Mamma on Facebook or Twitter @ItalianMamma10.

Hello Gorgeous – Visit San Montano Resort & Spa in Ischia, Italy

This is a view of the two-floor suites, which are themed to look like the inside of a ship and include private terraces and pool sections.

San Montano Resort & Spa in Ischia, a small island off the coast of Naples in Italy, is a truly rich experience. During a visit, you’re likely to find rich, young beauties lounging in the thermal pool, rich, little kids swimming, older statesman in the lobby with thick salt-and-pepper locks, and elder ladies who lunch and are never seen without makeup and high heels. They are the folks of Gatsby, of a bygone era that we’ve never seen in real life.

Un Pesce Out of Water

One can see more of the resort and the surrounding town of Lacco Ameno from outside the lobby.

Of course, I will never feel entirely comfortable in such a place. After all, mine are peasant people from the other side of Ischia, many of whom I watched executing construction and landscaping projects while I was poolside. I almost picked up the trowel to join them. I didn’t do it, but I felt obliged to explain from whence I came. It was as though this was a case of mistaken identity. My husband, on the other hand, is regal, knows it, and doesn’t care what anybody thinks when he’s getting his spa on. I love that about him, and it’s probably why we were celebrating 10 years of marriage.

Entrance to Paradise

The entrance to the resort is modern but also nods to nature with flower beds and well-manicured grass, which is not often found in Ischia. The island is known for lush vegetation but does not have real grass in many parts.

Surely, a stay at San Montano Resort & Spa comes with a hefty price tag. I’m thankful that I have no idea how much it cost. If I did, I might have divorced my husband. After all, he surprised our son and me with a one-night stay in 2018 to honor our 10th wedding anniversary. The point is that normally I would never allow for such a fancy, expensive experience. But it is a bucket list type of stay. And it was mad awesome.

Home Suite Home

I couldn’t help but meditate on our private terrace when I woke up in the morning. It was not a dream, after all. It was real.

We didn’t just get any old room at the resort either. My husband splurged for the two-floor suite with a private pool and terrace. What takes your breath away, however, is the splendid view of San Montano Bay. If God could bottle and sell tranquility, the air and scenery from this room would be in it.

Unforgettable Sensory Experience

The long, thermal pool stretches from one end of the suites to the other. Each suite has its own pool, thanks to silver poles that section it off. If one room turns on the massage feature, everyone gets a massage. The 9- and 10-year-old kids, who were skinny dipping next door, made our 7-year-old son blush. He still talks about the crazy naked kids. In other words, it’s not totally private. But it’s close enough for this peasant.

The salty hot water of the thermal pools touching my skin and the plush towels for drying off set the tone for the day in paradise. Taking a deep breath and indulging in silence, I noticed a butterfly that put on a show just for me amid a bed of golden flowers. My son frolicked nearby. I never knew he could do that, but he can. He ran his fingers through the blades of manicured grass, a rare find in Ischia. Then, he lounged under a tree and told me how lovely he found everything. The refined language of my 7-year-old had me feeling as though I had stepped into a classic novel the likes of which Jane Austen never read.

Our Little Prince

Even if you are not in a suite, you have access to numerous thermal pools located throughout the resort.

Although I felt the need to shush him more than a few times, he was elegant and sophisticated. It kind of bothered me. He’s just a little boy. He’s little for such a short time, and we accelerated his growth in but a day. But, heck, it was just for a little while. And he too would never forget the experience of being a prince.

Beauty and Grace

That mushroom rising from the sea is synonymous with the town of Lacco Ameno in Ischia, Italy, where the resort is located.

Like many of my adventures in Ischia, this one frequently reminded me that I come from a place of magnificent beauty. Everywhere you turned, you looked out on a view that was prettier than the one before. There was the “Fungo,” a rock jutting out of the sea that looks like a mushroom and is the symbol of the town of Lacco Ameno. Pastel houses dotting the countryside and following the curves of the road sat beneath another thermal pool. And a lush landscape towering over the emerald sea with blue beach umbrellas lined up in front of it served as the “bella vista” or beautiful view.

The One Perfect Night

The view of San Montano Bay, which was just outside the doors of our suite, was nothing short of breathtaking.

So much of the experience was aspirational. It made you feel rich but not because you could afford to stay there. Instead, you felt a certain power that comes from being in possession of peace, even if just momentarily. Indeed, it was fleeting. The clock was always ticking down on our luxury. It was, after all, just one night. I had deadlines and laundry and ironing to tend to back at home.

Sunrise, Sunset

No words are sufficient enough to adequately describe the scene at sunset.

Nonetheless, witnessing the sun sink into the sea while turning the sky all shades of pink, as my son played pirate in the background, will stay with me forever. Family is our gift to each other. Nature is God’s gift to us. Truly, there are no greater gifts to cherish on any occasion but especially an anniversary of love. San Montano Resort & Spa was a chance to bathe in the light and hide from the darkness. Don’t we all need that every now and then?

More Beauties from the Resort

Di Meglio is the author of Fun with the Family New Jersey (Globe Pequot Press, 2012). She also has written the Our Paesani column for ItaliansRus.com since 2003. You can follow the Italian Mamma on Facebook or Twitter @ItalianMamma10.

Welcome to the New Italian Mamma

Italian Mamma has been away for a bit. My apologies. But I was busy ghostwriting and working for others. In the meantime, I also had many exciting experiences, including staying at a luxurious resort in my family’s native Ischia, Italy, visiting LEGOLAND Discovery Center Westchester, celebrating my 40th birthday at Alstede Farms, and discovering Eataly in Manhattan. Finally, I’m ready to share it all with you my dear readers.

Also, I’m in the process of beefing up my offerings, becoming more accessible on social media (even Instagram – yes, I’m a late bloomer!), and just making the site way cooler. Hope you stick with me for this ride. A dopo!

Di Meglio is the author of Fun with the Family New Jersey (Globe Pequot Press, 2012). She also has written the Our Paesani column for ItaliansRus.com since 2003. You can follow the Italian Mamma on Facebook or Twitter @ItalianMamma10.

3 Things Moms Should Do for Themselves Right Now

Moms do everything for everyone. We pack the lunches, wash the floor, stay up with sick kids, walk the dog, and check email. That is just in the first hour we are awake.

Whether we work in the home or outside, we usually sacrifice parts of ourselves for the greater good of the family (not to mention society). Then, we rarely get the credit we deserve. It’s maddening. Sometimes, we give up so much that we wake up one morning and don’t recognize the person in the mirror. This self-neglect can have grave consequences.

We can put an end to this vicious cycle here and now. It’s a new year and you can be a new you. So, moms, let’s take back our lives. Discover how:

Take a 30-Minute Break

Many publications have told me to get 5 minutes for myself every day. Hello! I need more than 5 minutes just to take a few deep breaths. Just about everyone – even super moms – can grab 30 minutes per day. You might have to wake up early or go to bed later. But it’s so worth it. Take a bath or watch a TV show you like. Or read. Yes, you could actually read a book, even one that has no pictures and does not end with the mommy elephant kissing the baby elephant.

These moments for mom are a treasure. They keep us sane. I have read The New York Times, baked cookies, and written in this here blog with my 30 minutes. By the way, those times, when you feel the need to lock yourself in the bathroom and dip into your secret chocolate stash, do not count.

Focus on Health and Hygiene

Let me explain. You probably don’t smell. And you might even exercise regularly and take vitamins. But many moms I know – myself included – spend more time worrying about the kids and their spouse getting to the doctor for regular check ups. Mom is the one who ensures all the children regularly take baths, brush their teeth, and cut their fingernails. No one stresses more than mom, and stress can be a killer, literally.

As a result of focusing on these other folks, mom puts off her own check ups and hygiene. My nails often get cut after they start breaking. I put off dental exams because it was expensive and my son’s teeth took precedent. And I schedule my check ups last, which means I don’t always go when I am supposed to do. It was kind of a big deal that I put off a mammogram recently, and I’ve vowed to never do it again.

After all, if something happens to mom, the whole place will fall apart. Taking care of your own health is taking care of your kids, too. Trust me. So, make your doctor’s appointments and care a priority. It should be right up there on the list with everyone else’s health and hygiene.

Remember Your Dreams

Ambition is a dirty word, at least when it’s used to describe women. But moms need to embrace the term. Be ambitious. Go back to school. Push for the promotion. Or just chase your passions. I used to drift off to sleep dreaming about certain achievements – writing that book, studying my family history more profoundly, winning accolades for my cooking. Now, I drift off to sleep thinking about tomorrow’s to-do list. It’s not nearly as much fun.

My goal now is to remember what I used to aim to do. Thanks to my Instant Pot, I managed to make spectacular mushroom risotto over the holidays, so cooking #squadgoals (my husband is into that one, too) are coming along. While I’ve published a book and worked on a couple of others, they were not personal, nor the kind I had planned in my dreams. Working on this blog, however, is a step toward that goal.

No one is a greater keeper of our family history and traditions than I am, so that work will continue. And I hope new dreams come to me in place of the reminders about buying a gallon of milk and helping my son study for his spelling test. My greatest wish for you in 2019 is that you visit dreamland and your deepest longings every now and then, too. You deserve it, mom.

Di Meglio is the author of Fun with the Family New Jersey (Globe Pequot Press, 2012). She also has written the Our Paesani column for ItaliansRus.com since 2003. You can follow the Italian Mamma on Facebook or Twitter @ItalianMamma10.