PORTLAND – If you'd heard what I said when the digital camera I checked out of the TNT's camera pool belly-flopped – must have been the vegan chicken breast -- you'd have heard the most interesting utterances of the day.
Here are some random snippets I overheard today while cruising the trade show floor of the Northwest Foodservice Show:
"We're trying to make it a bed and bistro instead of a bed and breakfast."
"The price point is very simple. Everything after that is profit."
"My wife irons them for me. I'll wear this one and one tomorrow and that'll be it." – vendor in a wrinkled polo shirt.
"I don't touch my wife's iron." – a fellow vendor
"Haven't we already been down this aisle?"
"I couldn't find the chicken fries."
"She is the muffin princess."
"I need a drink drink."
This one occurred silently, but I saw it with my own eyes: an Oregon Convention Center custodian walking into the men's room with a plunger. It's a food service show, folks.