Davis Square food and language

Just got dinner from the Blue Shirt Cafe. A couple of old Asian men were screwing plastic tubing into the ceiling of the restaurant's entrance, and I heard one of them say, "Kam ū a-lú-mih ê thè-phù? A-lú-mih ê khah súi lah." (Is there alumnium tape? The aluminum stuff looks better.) I'm always struck by how nostalgic I get when I hear people speak my home dialect.