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As an international destination, the D.C. area offers a lot of great food from around the world: Ethiopian, Salvadoran, Vietnamese, Chinese and more. And it’s just getting better.
Overheard of the Week
At Ella’s Wood Fired Pizza, Thursday night:
A group of four mid-20s people are at a table near the bar.
Woman: “Yeah, they’re really getting some great stuff in the neighborhood. It’s starting to turn around. Authentic cuisine. They just built a P.F. Chang’s.”
After the jump, tourists, teens, and other weirdos.
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Hopefully enough to not hang out with you
On a bus along 14th Street in the evening:
Three teen boys are talking.
Boy: “I only fuck with bitches who respect themselves.”
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Hate when that happens
Two guys and a girl are walking in between Mount Pleasant and Columbia Heights:
Guy to the other two: “And then there was the time that I had to wrestle Naked Grandma.”
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Not quite
Outside of the Hilton on Connecticut Avenue in Dupont, Thursday night:
Tourist woman to tourist man: “This is where Kennedy was shot!”
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Happy Halloween from WMATA
On the Red Line, pulling into Silver Spring at about 6 p.m. on Halloween:
Train operator: “This train is out of service, out of service! Boos and goblins! Happy
Halloween! Have a good weekend and see you back here on Monday.”
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Problem
At Nordstrom in Pentagon City Mall on Saturday around 4 p.m.:
One woman in her early-20s to another: “I can’t wear jumpers. I have a long torso so they give me stupid camel toe!”
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Burn
On a weekday evening near 14th and R streets NW:
Two hip males in their mid-20s are walking.
Male 1: “Yeah, I’d say I’m granola these days.”
Male 2: “Honey, you’re more like Quaker Oats. YOU’RE ON SALE.”
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Maybe someone thought something was legalized a few days ago
On the National Mall by the Washington Monument:
Twenty-something woman with many piercings gestures to the Capitol covered in scaffolding: “This is totally harshing my mellow.”
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Sucks for you all
Two mid-20s women on the A9 bus at 8:30 a.m.:
Woman one to woman two: “If you had gotten Maced, I’d have gotten Maced.”
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We’re still doomed
Last Wednesday in the Silver Spring Whole Foods:
Mom is pushing a cart with a two-year-old sitting in the basket. Kid says something, to which the mother replies: “Well honey, sooner or later you’re just going to have to stop complaining and eat tofu like everyone else.”
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The Metro experience in two brief conversations
On the Red Line, Tuesday morning:
A tourist mom with roughly nine-year-old and 12-year-old daughters gets on the train.
Younger daughter to mom: “Eew, what’s that smell?”
Mom: “That’s just the way the Metro smells I think, honey.”
Later, same younger daughter: “I love trains! It’s like a roller coaster! WHEEEEE!”
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Painfully hip
At a restaurant in Old Town, Alexandria:
A hipster couple (woman in flannel shirt, slouchy hat and non-prescription glasses, man with side-shaved haircut, cut-off jean shorts and hand tattoos) is with their roughly five-year-old daughter who is finishing her miso soup.
The girl is fidgety.
Dad: “We are not rushing you. This is time for you to stop and reflect on your day. Take time to think about anything you want in between sips.”
Mom: “Unless you don’t want to think, and that’s OK, too.”
