This week’s Eatsdropper kicks off with an exchange I witnessed personally between Sam and Nick Atallah of Madison Growers at the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market. (Sam wins extra points for being a source of three separate Eatsdroppers today!) It was such an astonishing volley that left us both rather stunned at first. We had coincidentally bumped into each other at the stand, where I had just purchased four wee basil plants in 4" pots. Sam innocently tried to purchase one plant of her own, and wackiness ensued:
Mr. Atallah: "Here, have a [plastic] bag."
Sam: "No thank you, I don’t want a bag."
Mr. Atallah: "You have to take a bag."
Sam: "No, I don’t."
Mr. Atallah: "You can’t buy it if you don’t take a bag."
Sam (putting the basil back on the table): "OK, I won’t buy it then."
Mr. Atallah: "I don’t want to be held responsible for messing you up, with the dirt on the pot."
Sam: "I think that’s my choice."
Mr. Atallah: "No, it’s not."
Geez, mister, sell the nice girl some basil, why dontcha? Anyway, on with the rest of this week’s droppers. As always, send in your tidbits to eatsdropper-at-seantimberlake-dot-com.
At a special infused vodka tasting referring to sandalwood:
"It’s like you got in a car crash with a log in your face"
A young boy at the St. Benoît stand, explaining to his mum:
"Please. Can I have one? This tastes like real strawberries, not like that fake strawberry taste in other yogurts."
Young woman in a party of four ladies to bartender: "I’d like a cosmo, but light on the cranberry juice."
Older woman: "We’re cosmo connoisseurs."
Bartender: "So, bubblegum pink, right?"
Young woman: "Huh?"
Older woman: "Don’t worry, honey. He makes ’em good."
Bartender (deadpan): "Connoisseurs, indeed."
Buffed-up, visibly muscled guy on his cell phone:
"I eat 16 eggs a day; eight in the morning and eight before bed. Do you know how much a dozen eggs cost?"
Customer: "I’ll have the #34 noodle dish, but can I have real shrimp instead of the dried shrimp?"
Waitress: "Uh, sorry, we can’t do that."
Customer: "Why not? What’s the difference?"
Waitress: "About $10 a pound."
Girl, to guy: "What I don’t like about some goat cheese is the sort of goatiness…"
– Eatsdropped by yours truly at the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market