I'm Lindsay Ferrier, a Nashville writer with a passion for family travel, exploring Tennessee, and raising kids without losing my mind in the process. This is where I share my discoveries, along with occasional deep thoughts, pop culture tangents and a sprinkling of snark. Want to get in touch? Use the CONTACT form at the top of the page.
July 14, 2011
If I’m completely honest, I’m not Chuck E. Cheese’s biggest fan.
In fact, I could think of many, many ways I’d rather spend an afternoon or evening than trying to convince my son to come out of the plastic mouse maze rigged to the ceiling of the restaurant, or playing another round of whack-a-mole for a few measly tickets, or sitting at a table full of four-year-old kids and listening to an animatronic rat sing the tunes of Justin Bieber.
When my daughter was tiny, I had visions of resisting the pizza vermin altogether. But those went out the window the moment she was invited to her first Chuck E. Cheese birthday party. Like every other child who has entered those hallowed pizza halls before her, she was instantly head over heels for the place. She begged and pleaded for her own Chuck E. Cheese birthday party, and reluctantly, we relented.
She had a fabulous time, too — at least until The Chuckster entered the room.
However, her mouse fright didn’t deter her. Over the years, we’ve gone back several times a year–
….and we’ve hosted several more birthdays.
And we’ve endured a few more cases of mouse fright.
I’ve heard of parents out there who’ve forbidden their children from having a birthday party at Chuck’s, insisting instead on a more dignified affair with tea and scones or pottery painting or privately-hired clowns. Well, good for them. But I’ve come to view Chuck E. Cheese as a sort of symbol of parenthood in general. Like so many things, we flock to Chuck E. Cheese not because we love it, but because we love our children. And whether we like it or not, our children adore Chuck E. Cheese.
This is probably not the kind of post Chuck E. Cheese wanted me to write. The fact is, the restaurant has improved its pizza recipe and the distinguished persons behind Chuck want you to know about it. I’ve tried the new pizza and can say that it is, in fact, better.
We’ll go in a few weeks, just before school starts. It’s become an annual back-to-school tradition. And this time, we’re happy that Chuck E. Cheese has given us a Guest Pass, good for 1 large pizza, 4 soft drinks, and 30 game tokens.
Don’t hate. I’m giving away three more Guest Passes to three lucky Suburban Turmoil readers. All you have to do to enter to win one is leave a comment on this post between now and Thursday, July 21st. Tell me your favorite thing about Chuck E. Cheese. Is it the games of chance (to which I’m ashamedly addicted)? The high-quality music videos that play on every tv screen? The beer?
Let me know and you’re entered!
This contest is open to U.S. residents only. One comment per person, please.
Disclosure: I received a Chuck E. Cheese Guest Pass in exchange for hosting this giveaway. I’m hosting it because I love the thought of giving three families out there a surefire night of “together time.” That is awesome!