Erica P.
Yelp
In short: my experience with this establishment/ their food on 9/7/2021, was TERRIBLE.
Backstory: I'm 8 months pregnant and have been desperately wanting a beach day with my family before the baby comes. Upon arrival, we decided to grab food before heading to our favorite spot on the beach. We were on our way to a sandwich shop when I spotted the Windmill & told my family we should stop there. My brother & I went in and ordered 3 Wild Western Burgers, 3 fries, 3 onion rings & 1 chili cheese fries. I will now review each item category:
*Burgers: AWFUL! Literally tasted like a bit into a piece of charcoal. But being pregnant & hungry, I thought I was tripping so I took another bite...but nope, our burgers were burnt beyond repair (See pics). The bacon was stringy, not crispy. And the onions were supposed to be grilled, but instead was pickled or something. It just really sucked overall.
*Fries: Boring. Literally no seasoning at all & by the time we made it to our spot on the beach they were room temp at best.
*Onion Rings: Unremarkable. Very little crunch; almost as if the grease wasn't drained off the onion rings properly.
*Chili Cheese Fries: The chili was so-so, but the cheese was just a spoonful of underwhelming nacho-type cheese without any of the flavor one would anticipate. I would've preferred shredded sharp cheddar.
*Service: while the two gentlemen on the clock were polite, the one working the cash register had extremely questionable sanitary practices. I asked him for forks & instead of putting them in my hand, he set them on the counter. Again, I'm pregnant so I have to be very careful about germs & such, ESPECIALLY in the midst of a pandemic. I politely told him such & asked for another set of forks. He then removed his gloves, rubbed his face & proceeded to the back to grab more forks. At that point, my patience was low, so I asked the cook to please pass me forks since he still had his gloves on. At that same moment the cashier returns with forks in his bare hands I told him "I'm not trying to be funny nor difficult, but you don't have gloves on & you rubbed your face, I cannot take those." The cook then just reached in the box & handed me a bunch of forks.
At the end, to try to salvage the outing, I removed the patty & tried eating just the cheese, pickled-not-grilled onions & stringy bacon...in between the bread (see pic).