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November 25, 2013 at 1:20 am #83304November 25, 2013 at 12:03 pm #83305November 25, 2013 at 3:39 pm #83306
Think that's a Windmill Hot Dog she's holding?
November 25, 2013 at 3:55 pm #83307That would definately increase the awesomeness!!
November 25, 2013 at 4:25 pm #83308I love their Cheese Fries!!
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November 25, 2013 at 6:29 pm #83309Grumpy what you up to
November 25, 2013 at 10:36 pm #83310Grumpy cat is not amused by any of this..
November 26, 2013 at 12:52 pm #83311Covems… we're going to the Windmill today for lunch. 12 noon… Belmar… be there or be square!!
November 26, 2013 at 2:29 pm #83312We know how you love them!! We need you to come to Belmar… to the Windmill…12 Noon for lunch… because YOU'RE buying!!
November 26, 2013 at 3:24 pm #83313And if you are really hungry, let's go to The Black Sheep and have an USS Brooklyn!
November 26, 2013 at 3:53 pm #83314Man HB… that sandwich looks dangerous. Next time I'm in the city, I'll have to check that place out.Covems… we're going to the Windmill today for lunch. 12 noon… Belmar… be there or be square!!
We know how you love them!! We need you to come to Belmar… to the Windmill…12 Noon for lunch… because YOU'RE buying!!
Okay… I'm game for this… I'll be there at noon. But lets make it interesting… you have to be the ones to introduce yourselves… if you dare… Then, if you find me, I'll buy your lunch.
Also… you two must agree to post the experience here in the forum.Windmill
Belmar
High NoonIt's a showdown
November 26, 2013 at 4:00 pm #83315Man HB… that sandwich looks dangerous. Next time I'm in the city, I'll have to check that place out.i don't know if it's dangerous……all i know is it over 1 Kg!
November 26, 2013 at 6:43 pm #83316Setting the mood: It's a gray, chilly day here along the Jersey Shore. A stiff breeze is blowing up from the south, bringing rain. The air feels damp. I turn my collar up against the breeze as Terri and I make the short walk from our office building to my little car in the parking lot.
We buckle our seat belts and I start the Ford. Letting it warm up, I look over at Terri and say, “do you think this is a good idea? To meet someone from achat?”
“Sure,” Terri replies, “we'll be in a crowded restaurant, with other people there. If all we see are dirt bags, we won't introduce ourselves to anyone.”
I put the car in gear and drive us out of the lot. The time is 11:46 A.M., and I know the trip to the Windmill in Belmar will only take us about 6 minutes. It's an easy ride to get there, and I pull into the restaurant's parking lot.
“What do you think he drives?” Terri askes.
“Duh… a pickup truck,” I answer, “what else would a cowboy drive?”
We look into the Windmill. There's large glass windows, so seeing inside is easily done. We don't see anyone who would fit Covems' description.
Since we're here for lunch, Terri and I get out of the car and go inside the building. It's warm inside, and the place has an aroma of good food cooking. Some cars come into the lot and people begin to enter the Windmill. The lunch crowd grows inside the restaurant and soon a line has formed at the order counter.
I notice a pickup truck pulling into the lot. My mind begins to wonder if that could be him.
“A truck,” Terri says, “maybe it's him.”
“We'll wait a little before we put our order in,” I say, “in case it is, he can buy.” We giggle a nervous giggle.
We both watch as a tall man gets out of the truck and strolls across the parking lot. He opens the door and catches Terri and I looking at him. I smile at him. He returns the smile with one of his own. I swear his blue eyes sparkled. Suddenly feeling shy, I'm at a loss for words.
Terri, however, is not, “Hi,” she says to him, “are you Covems?”
“I could be ma'am,” he replies, with a grin. “Who's asking?”
“We are.” Terri says, looking at me.
For some reason, I still can't speak. I'm hoping that this is Covems, he's tall, good looking, and has captivated me with his eyes.
“Who's we?” He asks.
So Terri introduces us to this man, “I'm Terri and this is Pookie.”
“I'm honored to meet you ladies,” he says to us, “I believe I owe you two lunch.”
So you can all see, that indeed it was Covems we met. We orderd our lunch, I had a burger with their cheese fries, Terri had a hot dog, with the cheese fries and Covems had two hot dogs, cheese fries and we all had a soda each.
It's funny, but we sat and chatted while we munched on our food and only once did the subject of achat come up, and that was very brief. We talked mostly about the area (the Jersey Shore) and Montana, and we laughed a lot. We also chatted about the upcoming holidays of Thanksgiving and Christmas.
I wish we would have had more time for lunch, because the conversation was so good. Terri and I agreed that we both enjoyed our meeting with Covems, and we hope enjoyed meeting us as well. We ended our lunch as Covems walked us to our car. We must have looked funny walking like that. He's so tall and Terri and I are both short… well… make that fun sized!!
Covems, thank you for lunch. It was delicious and very enjoyable.
November 26, 2013 at 7:24 pm #83317“Oh my, look at that,” were the thoughts that immediately came to mind as I watched a tall, good looking man getting out of a pickup truck. He was wearing faded blue jeans, a faded denim jacket and cowboy boots. I saw him reach into the truck door and take a cowboy hat, then he tossed the hat back inside before shutting the door, “that has to be him.”
Pookie and I were at the Windmill restaurant in Belmar waiting to see if another member of achat would show up and buy us lunch.
I kept my eyes on this man as he casually walked across the parking lot towards the restaurant door. As he got closer, I could feel myself becoming excited. If it was Covems, this would be the first time I ever met another person from a social web site, and this was a good looking guy.
Finally, he opened the door to the Windmill and stepped inside. Pookie was silent, which is very rare for her. I wasn't, so I took up the mantle and started the conversation. I was so glad that this handsome cowboy was Covems.
We had an enjoyable lunch. Besides the food being so good, the company and the conversations were fun and very humorous. Covems likes to poke fun, and this was no exception. The first thing, after introductions, was for him to poke fun at our height.
We laughed a lot, chatting about almost everything, especially the Shore and his home in Montana, and the whole time he referred to us as Miss Pookie and Miss Terri. I loved the stories about his Mama! I can picture her whacking him with that wooden spoon for not taking his hat off inside her house.
Covems walked us to Pookie's car when we were finished with our lunch, and told us he would wait to make sure her car started and we were on our way.
Thanks for the laughs and lunch Covems!
November 26, 2013 at 10:38 pm #83318The ShowdownOne of the more enjoyable lunches I've had in quite a while. Two cute, young ladies (munchkins)… two Windmill hot dogs… cheese fries and a Pepsi. As they reported, we laughed a lot…. told stories… and just plain had a marvelous time.
Miss Pookie and Miss Terri are cute, funny, and charming. Of course, we kind of know each other, both from here and another social site that shall remain nameless. So it wasn't like we were total strangers, meeting for the first time. It was more like acquaintences that improved on their friendships, and that's a nice thing to have happen.
I was happy to buy the lunch. -
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