Princess MoMo

This is Mr. Lambo’s version of our third date.  As usual, the pink “Editor’s Notes” are my commentary.  I’m writing my own version, so I kept my notes brief.

Once again I made the journey into the secluded realm to pick up Princess from “en la casa de ella.” She made her way outside, hair up, long black jacket, tight jeans and eye-catching footwear. I couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. Princess got in the car and it was apparent that she had already begun pregaming.
Learning from our last two experiences, I decided to take her to an area I’m more familiar with. I knew this may be my last chance to make an impression and it had to last. We left her house and made the 40 minute drive to my favorite chain restaurant. She had no idea of the plans I made, however, she was even more surprised once we crossed the state line. Princess isn’t a big fan of other states, especially PA.  [Editor’s Note: It’s not that I don’t like other states.  Rather, there are particular states and commonwealths that I disfavor.  PA falls into the disfavored commonwealths category.]

We arrived at the restaurant and there was a 10 minute wait.  Twenty minutes later we were seated in the rear dining area which seemed half-full so I’m not sure why we had to wait so long. This was just the beginning of the night.
Princess started by sampling some wine and then I ordered her the one she preferred.  The waitress brought out our drinks, mine of course being non-alcoholic. We moved on and ordered our entrees and the sides that came with them. It was then that I got a surprise. Princess got up from her seat across the table and came and sat next to me. Originally it was just for ease of watching videos and surfing the web, however, even after the meals arrived she elected to stay close. We were both hungry and she reminded me several times that she didn’t eat earlier in the day just to make sure she was hungry for our dinner plans.  [Editor’s Note:  He had instructed me not to eat after lunch because on the first two dates, I wasn’t really in an eating mood.  But, my tapeworm was back in action and I was famished by the time Mr. Lambo picked me up.]

When my plate touched the table, I already had my utensils in hand. To my disappointment, my food was cold. How could this be? My plate was hot, very hot actually, yet my pasta had slightly dried, hardened together and was now in a chilled state. I made mention to the waitress of my discovery and she took it back to get re-heated. Princess politely requested that they do not spit in it.  [Editor’s Note: Again, this is missing context.  Mr. Lambo was hesitant to send the food back for fear that the restaurant people may spit it.  I jokingly (but kind of seriously) asked our waitress to ensure that the dish arrived back sans saliva.]

Seconds later we identify a waiter carrying my cold plate of food to another table. We knew it was my plate because I special ordered my noodles. Several minutes later our waitress came back with my food that she recovered from the mongers just a few tables away, yet it was still cold. She took the food back to the kitchen again and 5 minutes later, the manager hand-carried the newly warmed plate back to me and removed it from my bill.

I began to salivate in anticipation of the pleasure my stomach was going to have enjoying the warm pasta. Another disappointment, it was still cold. I was at a loss; I didn’t know what to do. The manager asked me how it was and I said fine. We had been at the restaurant for almost an hour by this time and I still had plenty of things planned for the evening. [Editor’s Note: The food was legitimately not warm.  I sampled it myself to make sure he wasn’t just being a whiner.]

After we both called it quits on trying to finish our plates, the waitress came back with dessert menus. Princess initiated a conversation with the dish courier, telling her about our date. The topic moved from how we met to present day, minimal details. As always, Princess mentioned her blog and our new friend logged on and became a fan. She read through a few of the stories and began to spread the word. At one point she even notified her co-workers across the room that she was sitting with Mr. Lambo and Princess MoMo. [Editor’s Note: The conversation with the waitress started out with her stating that it was her boyfriend’s birthday that night.  Somehow that led to us telling her this was our third date.  She was of the impression that we had been dating longer.  I then told her that dates one and two were documented on the blog.  She sat across the table and began reading about our escapades.]  Despite the sub-par food, the service was good and the date started decent. Before we left, Princess enjoyed several more samples of wine.  [Editor’s Note: The Princess enjoyed ONE more sample of wine, at the suggestion of her new found friend, the waitress.]
We boxed our leftovers and headed for the door. Princess and I walked to the car, arms intertwined (first time we made long-term contact), and I opened the door for her to sit. As I waited for her to get in, she leaned in for a hug and for a brief second our lips softly touched. We both smiled :)  The date went from decent to good with a simple embrace and kiss.  [Editor’s Note: Some people have postulated that male saliva contains pheromones.  In order to determine whether or not I was attracted to Mr. Lambo, I had to assess some of his pheromones.  It was strictly for research purposes.]

Time to make our way to the next stop; a small, yet very busy bar in downtown Bethlehem. [Editor’s Note: More of PA…ugh.]

To be continued…
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Related Posts: 

Click here for the initial online dating site exchange with Mr. Lambo.
Click here for Part I of Mr. Lambo’s rendition of the facts of the first date.
Click here for Part II of Mr. Lambo’s rendition of the facts of the first date.
Click here for Part III of Mr. Lambo’s rendition of the facts of the first date.
Click here for Part I of Princess MoMo’s rendition of the facts of the first date.
Click here for Part II of Princess MoMo’s rendition of the facts of the first date.
Click here for Mr. Lambo’s rendition of the facts of the second date.
Click here for Princess MoMo’s rendition of the facts of the second date.