Under recent criticism I feel the need to clarify that I see a notable distinction between good places (or "nice" places) and trendy places. I recognize that I tend to be put off by trendy places, even if they are good, just because they are trendy (or suddenly overwhelmingly popular). Trendy for trendy's sake I can't abide. (That's just too much Emperor's New Clothes for me.) Even if there is some quality there, the trendy factor adds a pretense which to me sours even the sweetest milk. I'd rather be excited to be with a small group of like-minded enthusiasts than a crowd of those enthusiastic to be of like-mind.
I never did care where the Food Cart is going to be, and I'm not going to "follow them on Twitter" just to find out.
And yes, I do recognize the flaw inherent in not liking something just because everyone else does. But I am willing to own my aversion to mass appeal—maybe it's snobbery in not having too high of an opinion of American masses—and my desire to be ahead of the bell curve rather than following the bulge.
By sheer numbers, too many participants turn the exceptional into the average. And I have never striven for average.
Victims of their own success and all of that.
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