"Foodies!" shouts a large, be-khakied Mohegan Sun employee
to her friend as they meander by us. The methodical clanging beeps of the slot
machines almost drown out her voice. "They're all foodies. That's why they're
I stand on tiptoe and peer down the hefty line that is
snaking around the casino floor. Shit, I think. There sure are a lot of us.