Tag Archives: eavesdropping

Observations

Posted on April 12, 2025 by Susannah Bianchi

  Le Pain Quotidian        Mid afternoon    It’s freezing. I’ve been burrowing in my apartment like a mole. I needed to get out.    Starbucks was closer and even cheaper, but packed. I do like it here; … Continue reading →

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An Interesting Couple

Posted on August 31, 2024 by Susannah Bianchi

    She was a beautiful woman of an uncertain age…50s perhaps… with shoulder length blonde hair dancing in the breeze.    Elegantly dressed in sleek beige trousers stopping at the ankle showing off classic flats…a white short-sleeved blouse touting … Continue reading →

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Best Story of the Week…October 24

Posted on October 24, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

A woman with enough plastic surgery to make her eligible for Mount Rushmore, is in Starbucks on her phone. As I’m pouring milk I hear her say, “I don’t know about Halloween. Should he be a clown or a pirate. … Continue reading →

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Best Story of the Week…September 7, 2018

Posted on September 6, 2018 by Susannah Bianchi

It was 3:30 a.m. as I ventured out to get coffee at Hot and Crusty, the only 24 hour place open. I had an early job but alas, was out of milk, hence…foraging like the caffiene junky that I am. … Continue reading →

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Cab This

Posted on August 2, 2017 by Susannah Bianchi

A mother and her teenage daughter are on my corner having an argument. The kid wants to take a taxi, and mom the bus. Mind you, they look very affluent in blazers and fancy jeans, but the mother is adamant … Continue reading →

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Boast On Toast

Posted on February 7, 2017 by Susannah Bianchi

 There’s a downside to everything, even a coupon, as I sit in the very ritzy Russian  Petrossian Restaurant, about to inhale some complimentary caviar, an acquired taste much like Tab, or Cool Whip despite what it costs. When I say … Continue reading →

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Flab and Gab

Posted on October 17, 2016 by Susannah Bianchi

I’m in a coffee joint called Chochi’s for reasons surpassing my understanding.  Okay, I got a coupon in the mail for a half-price latte. So shoot me. I’m surrounded by well-endowed Latino girls talking a mile-a-minute eating donuts like Bon-Bons. … Continue reading →

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Prig, A Superior Word

Posted on July 13, 2016 by Susannah Bianchi

 I overheard two men talking. One said to the other, “I really like Kyle, but he’s such a fucking prig.”  Prig? Now there’s a word you don’t hear very often, so naturally my ears flapped like Dumbo’s. Prig: a self-righteously moralistic … Continue reading →

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Bald and Blonde

Posted on June 19, 2016 by Susannah Bianchi

I’m in Fresh & co, the latest neighborhood quasi health bar.  Why quasi?  Their oatmeal has enough salt to attract deer. I’m eating peach yogurt that, in theory, is supposed to quell my yen for ice-cream…a myth right up there … Continue reading →

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Rap-id Science

Posted on March 1, 2016 by Susannah Bianchi

My hearing has become very selective.  One can actually call my ears elite the way they pick and choose their content. It was 2 in the afternoon, an odd time for me to be in Starbucks, but I craved a … Continue reading →

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