The sun was bright with a nice ocean breeze was blowing to set up the beginning of a perfect day. Donna, Heather and I met up at the gate before first race. Looking down the midway one could tell that what to eat was going to be a hard decision. With many options and not enough money, we purchased out crab cake bucks while we made our choices. We chose Mud City and Bahrs. First stop was Bahrs, Lobster roll for me, crab cakes for the other two. Next step was Mud City, one could tell it was going to be good from its line that past 3 other booths, and boy was the wait worth it. We order 2 crab cake sandwiches, 1 crab cake platter (crab cake without the roll) and a side of Mud fries. Mud fries were fries soaking in a garlic sauce. It didn’t take much to figure out who to vote for. Sorry ladies, we thought about a meeting there, but it is too far south to have a meeting there.
After eating and talking Zeta, Heather and I decide to place some bets on the 5th and 6th race. Heather picked her choices based on the horse’s silk colors – since she was wearing ZTA flip flops, guess which silk colors she picked out – that’s right turquoise for the 5th and grey for the 6th. I picked the horse’s names and if they were on the list of probable winners odds. The people behind the betting stations had no patience for those inexperience bettors like Heather and me, but took our $2 minimum to win, place, or show on our horses. Donna who didn’t bet, she decide to root for third horse. At the end of the 5th race, Donna would have won $5 per dollar if she had betted. At the end of the 6th, I won $7.40 for my $6 bet.
Donna’s Brother and Sister-in-law met up with us by the 5th race so it was back to the midway for more food, drink and checking out the non-food booths. Line for Mud City, was longer than before, but it is still to far for a meeting, even with the long line. While Donna’s family waited in line, we placed our bets, Mud City Crab Cakes for the best crab cakes and Mud fries for the best of the rest.
One would think thing that Zeta, seafood and horse racing would not go together, but it really made for a great day.
After leaving the Race Track, Heather and I met up at Monmouth Mall for window shopping , Cold Stone Creamery and brainstorming. Before we knew, they were closing the mall and kicking us out, causing our day to end.