To be fair though, when you go to a steakhouse, how interested are you about what grains the cow was fed, how old it was when it died, what size paddock it was raised in or what its method of death was? Just bring the f**ker char-grilled on the out and just a bit pink inside, and a Corona, too, thanks... so there is a bit of the waterfall-fancier in all of us, it's just the topic changes.
The same bloke I referred to in my previous post was telling me on the way around about a workmate of his who is a collector of and expert on trainers/running shoes, has thousands of pairs and even buys them as investments... one man's expert/aficionado is another man's lunatic, and to plenty of folks, it's us who are crazy!
Thankfully, though, my missus has come to understand why I meet up with men off the internet to play golf... but it did take some explaining the first time while she stared at me with one eyebrow raised!