Ufa, it’s been scorching, stinking hot ’round these parts lately. I don’t mind much, though our condo has a tar roof and no air conditioning. The natural air conditioning in the form of fog will return soon enough. But no matter how hot it is, I’ll still welcome the virtual whispers in my ear as you send me your overheards to eatsdropper-at-seantimberlake-dot-com or @Hedonia on Twitter.
Coworker: "What type of vodka would you mix in a French 75?"
Anita: "The juniper-infused kind."
– (Self-)Eatsdropped by Anita at work
Four-year-old child: “Mom, where is my quarter?”
Mom: “I don’t have a quarter.”
Four-year-old child: “I said WHERE IS MY CHANGE?! Give me your wallet.”
– Eatsdropped by Shannon near the toy machines outside a grocery store
Woman at office: "Can we get a cake made up that says ‘Good luck, testees’?"
[Ed: Could this be a Cake Wreck in the making?]
– Eatsdropped by Jen at (her now former!) work
Middle-aged man: "We just had a great meal at P.F. Chang’s."
Middle-aged woman: "I keep hearing that. But I don’t like Chinese food."
Middle-aged man: "Oh, it’s not Chinese. We had steak."
Young brother and sister arguing over which hunk of bleu cheese their dad should purchase:
Boy: "That one has too much fungus."
Girl: "But the fuuuuuunnnnnguuuuusssss is the best part. I want lots of fungus."
Boy: "You’re right, the fungus is the best part."
Tourist, inquiring about radishes directly under the large Capay Organics banner:
"Are they organic?"
– Eatsdropped by yours truly at the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market