GenCon Day Two (Morning)

Indianapolis has a few things I like that we don't have in Seattle. But you have to be up really early to get into some of them, because they get mobbed by gamers.

I'm speaking, of course, about food.

We don't have Steak 'n Shake. And it's the closest fast food to the convention center. Because of this, it  has a long line nearly all weekend long.

Indianapolis also has at least one White Castle. I ... I occasionally crave the stuff, revolting though it is. Because - let's be honest, here - White Castle makes terrible food. Terrible food which is weirdly addictive.

And Chick-Fil-A. I get this one time per year - at GenCon. It's one of the odd highlights of my convention. I just love their food. My wife is less-impressed with the food. That's okay - she's allowed to be wrong occasionally. As an added bonus, GenCon happens in the midst of the Peach Milkshake season at CFA.

Many of us who are experienced GenCon folk have found our own quiet little watering holes here in Indy.  Last year, the Asmodee crew stumbled across a bar that no-one else at the convention seemed to know about. I'd tell you where it is, but that would mean giving up the secret and possibly fighting the two-hour-plus lines that the rest of the restaurants in the area seem to acquire around this time.

I"m not kidding, either. For my third GenCon, three of us went to P.F. Chang's, because we love the food. When we arrived, they quoted a two hour wait time for us.  The lobby was packed with people, and it was a fight to get to the desk to put your name on the waiting list.

I felt a little bad for some of the non-gamers who were just trying to have a good night out on the town, because many of them don't keep track of the local conventions and when they are. And GenCon is one of the larger conventions held locally.

So that leads to it being 7:30 am Eastern Time (Back home, it's 4:30 am), and I'm already up and getting ready to leave so we can get our morning Steak 'n Shake breakfast.

During the day, I eat the convention center bratwurst.  They're terrible, but they also haven't killed me yet. Four of them per year is about all I can handle.

After the convention shuts down on Sunday, Christophe has made reservations for the team at the Weber Grill, which is both very expensive and very tasty.  It's also within walking distance of the convention center.  It's expensive enough that you don't get two hour wait times during the show.  Don't get me wrong: You still get some significant waits there, but it's not as bad as, say, The Old Spaghetti Factory (where we ate last year).

... and now I need to go.  I don't eat breakfast regularly at home, but I never miss it at GenCon, because I need the energy to get through the day.

I'll post tonight with my daily aftermath.