I want to add one more regular post series to the critically acclaimed series, “standing/walking/running behind guys with nice round butts.” If I keep up with that series, I’ll have a new subject to cover: “Guys with nice round butts beating me up for creepily taking photos of their nice round butts.
Overheard will take advantage of people considering single diners/travelers to be deaf mutes.
At Cafe Beignet on Royal Street this morning, a table of three were proclaiming their love or disdain for particular cheeses. Kind of like the “would you do him” conversation I have with the girls. The polite chit chat took a harsh turn when somebody brought up Mozzarella.
A fist slammed down in the table and one of the dudes shrieked, “Mozzarella is nothing? It’s nothing! It’s the vodka of the cheese world!”