Adventures at a food conference
The vagaries of fate caused me to attend a food blogging conference over the weekend. They asked for the name of my blog on the registration, and so I put down The Spam Diaries.
I didn't realize it at the time, but this information wound up on my name badge.
This resulted in several people walking up to me, reading my name tag and exclaiming "Oh! You're the Spam guy. I love Spam.".
And I'm all "Wow, I didn't know I was so famous." And them I'm all "Wait, what?". It wasn't until someone asked me what my favorite Spam recipe was that I figured out what was going on.
Anyway, a good time was had by all, and I learned a bit about food photography. I don't think I've ever walked away from a conference with so much swag. It got to the point where conversations went like this: "Excuse me, would you like a 20-lb bar of free gourmet chocolate?" "Oh, no thanks, I already have some." "Oh, one more bar wouldn't hurt; here take a couple." "No! Get away from me!"
I didn't realize it at the time, but this information wound up on my name badge.
This resulted in several people walking up to me, reading my name tag and exclaiming "Oh! You're the Spam guy. I love Spam.".
And I'm all "Wow, I didn't know I was so famous." And them I'm all "Wait, what?". It wasn't until someone asked me what my favorite Spam recipe was that I figured out what was going on.
Anyway, a good time was had by all, and I learned a bit about food photography. I don't think I've ever walked away from a conference with so much swag. It got to the point where conversations went like this: "Excuse me, would you like a 20-lb bar of free gourmet chocolate?" "Oh, no thanks, I already have some." "Oh, one more bar wouldn't hurt; here take a couple." "No! Get away from me!"