Crystal told his colleague in the “Hosting Every F—ing Oscars” business about his family’s Thanksgiving, including events from the weeks leading up to the feast during which Crystal and his wife tried to shed pounds using a diet food delivery service that was constantly beset by raccoons and foxes. Said Crystal of the thieving critters, “They ate all the diet food, but you know what? They looked fantastic.”
On the day of the holiday, Crystal helped himself to a few Moscow mules, cooked up a couple turkeys, then took the extended family to the Happiest Place On Earth following the meal. He said of the trip, “We’re filled with food, and we go to Disneyland where everybody’s filled with food. Oh my god, it’s not a small world after all.”
Fifteen members of the Crystal clan made their way through the crowded amusement park observing the crowds and enjoying the rides before the family ran into a mother and son who were both adorned in Mike Wazowski merchandise “that I don’t have a part of,” complained Crystal. At the urging of the rest of his family, the voice of Wazowski approached his fans and tried to talk to them in character, but was rebuffed by the mother, who said, “That’s good, but my brother does it better.”
Maybe he should have worn the costume.