Dad shares staggering bill after taking family for Disneyland ‘Princess Breakfast' & says ‘I nearly spat out my coffee'
ROYALLY EXPENSIVE Dad shares staggering bill after taking family for Disneyland 'Princess Breakfast' & says 'I nearly spat out my coffee'
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A FAMILY breakfast at Disneyland has sparked widespread outrage after a dad shared a photo of his eye-watering receipt.
John Tolkien said he "almost spat out" his coffee when he received his family's breakfast bill at Disneyland California.
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The bill totalled almost $1000 for two adults and three kids
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The Disneyland Princess Breakfast totalled almost $1000 for three children and two adults - just over 20 per cent of the pre-tip cost.
John's post left thousands in disbelief with many jumping online to share their shock.
'Please tell me you have 35 kids,' one person commented.
Another wrote, 'That's ridiculous. So torn about going to Disney — could literally go to Italy for a month for the same amount.'
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'SOULLESS' DISNEY BOT New Disney attraction slammed by Walt Disney's granddaughter
The Disney Princess Breakfast Adventures costs $142 per person and is held at Disney's Grand Californian Hotel and Spa.
Guests can enjoy a three-course meal while interacting with Disney Princesses and according to the Disneyland website, the experience also features tiered appetizer towers.
Food options include lobster rolls, beignets, and cornbread.
Children can enjoy mains like waffles and macaroni and cheese, while adults can choose from scrambled eggs, braised short ribs, and deviled eggs.
Despite the hefty price tag, John admitted the overall experience was enjoyable, saying: "Service was attentive and enthusiastic."
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"Princesses were all trained pro-actresses and spent a lot of time with the kids. I enjoyed it," he added.
The Disneyland saga comes as the firm's granddaughter has slammed the entertainment giant for turning its legendary late founder into a 'robotic grandpa'.
Disney is unveiling an animatronic Walt Disney to celebrate Disneyland California's 70th anniversary this July despite repeated pleas from his granddaughter Joanna Miller.
Joanna Miller told the Los Angeles Times on Tuesday that her beloved grandfather, who died in 1966, would have hated being turned into a talking mechanical replica.
'I think I started crying,' she said, recalling the moment she first saw the figure. 'It didn't look like him to me.'
Miller said she voiced her concerns early on, sending a letter to Disney CEO Bob Iger when the idea was first proposed.
She said she later met with Iger and the team responsible for creating the attraction, telling him: 'I strongly feel the last two minutes with the robot will do much more harm than good to Grandpa's legacy.
"They will remember the robot - and not the man.'
Despite Iger being 'very kind" and despite his promises to protect her grandfather's legacy, she said her request that they scrap the animatronic was ultimately ignored.
Miller added it 'pains' her to call out the very company he created.
The icon's granddaughter was speaking solely on behalf of her grandfather and mother, according to The LA Times.
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