It pains me to think that it’s been over a month (!) since I’ve posted anything. I’d give you the usual rigmarole and litany of excuses, but you don’t want to hear it, do you? Suffice to say that I intend to get back on it soon — thanks in no small part to Ilva for kicking me in the patootie by tagging me on a meme to write about a favorite braise. Now, I’ve always been a braisin’ hussy, and I have just the thing up my sleeve, so stay tuned.
Meanwhile, enjoy this installment of Eatsdropper, and keep sending ’em in to eatsdropper-at-seantimberlake-dot-com.
Pompous, flamboyant government lackey:
"We’re working with the senate to put the kielbasa on that."
Woman, turning to friends: "There’s no Starbucks."
Three friends, incredulously: "No Starbucks?!?!"
– Eatsdropped by yours truly in the SFO international terminal
Woman on cell: "Shit, girl, I don’t even dance with my husband like that!"
– Eatsdropped by Alex at the Oakland Farmers Market
Flustered mother of two:
"God! The next time we come shopping for pyjamas I’m bringing a flask of booze!"
Manager: "[Beaujolais] nouveau is like sleeping with a minor. It’s the pedophile of wines."
– Eatsdropped by yours truly at Plumpjack Wines
One year ago today … "You know when that woman in the Saran dress feeds you grapes on a
skewer, then pierces her dress with the skewer? It’s like that."