Another reason to use TripAdvisor, Wisdom of Crowds

James Surowiecki, in his bestselling book, The Wisdom of Crowds, states “The real key, it turns out, is not so much perfecting a particular method, but satisfying the particular conditions – diversity, independence, and decentralization – that a group needs to be smart.”

I stumbled upon Surowiecki’s book one afternoon while perusing the stacks of my favorite old haunt Borders Bookstore (I miss those days of just going out to look at books on a real shelf). As an adjunct instructor of philosophy, I was immediately captured by the title. After a quick read of the jacket summary, I added the little hardback to my growing tower of purchases that day. Who could ever buy just one book at Borders?

Wisdom turned out to be a great find for me. Surowiecki documented example after example, some case studies and some anecdotal, in several areas including, economics, politics, consumer preference, and psychology to support his theory.

Surowiecki argues for the wisdom of the independent collective over the wisdom of the individual expert.

After spending a whole semester presenting various topics in philo – sophia – Love of Wisdom – Wisdom about God’s Existence, Wisdom about the external world, Wisdom about the Mind or Self, Wisdom about what is the right thing to do, The Wisdom of Crowds was a fun way to end the semester.

So it makes sense, as I was enjoying the best meal I’ve had so far in France, the book came to mind. You see, the reason I was sitting in that particular restaurant last night was because I’d read the TripAdvisor reviews. The restaurant, Mistral Bistro Moderne, with 76 reviews, is ranked #2 of 104 restaurants in L’Isle Sur La Sorgue. The crowd in this case, 76 previous dinners, reported the following:

  • Excellent – 61
  • Very Good – 12
  • Average – 3
  • Poor – 0
  • Terrible – 0

The crowd was right. I enjoyed every bite of my joues de porc. The pork cheeks, braised  to utter tenderness were served with cocos de Provence (large white beans similar to cannellini beans), and a small mound of baked apple, all of course enveloped in a sumptuous sauce.  My husband’s Cabillaud Francais Frais (Fresh French Cod) was equally as flavorful.

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Imagine, on the other hand, a report that looks like this: from 88 reviewers

  • Excellent – 9
  • Very Good – 20
  • Average – 18
  • Poor – 26
  • Terrible – 15

This is a review of the restaurant we went to our first night in L’Isle. Since, the purpose of this blog is not restaurant bashing, I’ll keep them anonymous. (But if you really want to know check out Tripadvisor restaurant #79.)

Unfortunately since we were weary from travel and moving in to our little village house, we didn’t take the time to study things out. We simply walked along the canal and selected one of the many restaurants situated along the scenic waterway.

Guess what. The wisdom of the crowd prevailed yet again. This morning before writing this post I had to ask my husband what I’d eaten that night. It was so ordinary, I couldn’t remember. I had a chicken skewer. Not awful, just not that great. On the other hand, my husband’s meal was quite memorable. He ordered duck. You might have to use your imagination a bit here to appreciate the irony. Just behind us, paddling around in the canal were some very noisy ducks. So when my husband took his first bite and the ducks were simultaneously quacking; he looked up at me like he was going to barf. The meal that evening will forever be referred to as the infamous rubber ducky night. Tough, cold, rubber ducky.

Oh how I wish I had read Tripadvisor before dining that evening.

Surowiecki’s book acknowledges sheer numbers can’t tell us everything. With so much data overload, it makes sense for the more important decisions in life, to do extensive research and not simply count on what a bunch of people said on the internet. However, when it comes to travel and dining, I for one will accept the wisdom of crowd.

And, if you chose not to heed this advice, tough duck!

For a nice summary of The Wisdoms of Crowds, see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wisdom_of_Crowds 

 

 

Where’s the Pasta?

I know, I know. I’m in France not Italy.

My husband and I are spending 13 nights in L’Isle Sur La Sorgue, France. We rented a small ‘typical’ village house on VRBO in order to settle in one place for a while to write. We arrived on Saturday fully anticipating the beautiful canals aligned with restaurants, bakeries and shops, winding narrow bricked streets, and the famous Sunday market.

Acclaimed as the largest flea market outside of Paris, L’Isle hosts hundreds of vendors selling everything you can imagine – wait stop right there – I imagined pasta and couldn’t find any. I’m sure you are wondering, wait a second, aren’t you in FRANCE not ITALY? And, of course, you are right, I’m in France. If you had blindfolded me and dropped me into the market then told me to walk around, it wouldn’t have taken me long at all to figure that out. Every third stand is selling either goat cheese, tea towels with “Provence” scenes, or herbs de Provence. Well, maybe not every third stand, sprinkled in are sausages, scarves, olives, and garlic. Lots of garlic.

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This is not to say I was disappointed in the market. It was definitely a cool experience. But, you see, I was on a mission. We knew many of the restaurants would be packed with market shoppers and other tourists on Sunday and many would be closed on Monday; so we were shopping for meals for Sunday and Monday. Since pasta is an easy fix, and since we were enjoying fish and meat prepared by French chefs, we opted for veggies, smoked sausages and goat cheese. And hoped to prepare some garlicky pasta. Having successfully found all but one of the ingredients we needed, we set out to find the hidden gem of a fresh pasta stand. Certainly among the hundreds of vendors there had to be one; certainly, I was just missing it. We circled and circled and couldn’t find it.

Oh well, the day was far from a bust. We ended up with lots of goodies pictured below. I did find a restaurant in the village that makes homemade pasta so we will go there tonight – now that I’m craving it. But, if anyone knows whether there is an elusive pasta stand in this legendary French market, please let me know. I’ll go back again this Sunday, and maybe I’ll get lucky.

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Some vendors were very friendly.
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So many choices. We picked kalamata with basil and garlic and a mildly spiced mix. Next Sunday, I’m going for spicy hot.
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This vendor was not as friendly, but I bought his product anyway. We opted for the 3-fer: smoked, fig, and chèvre.
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Some of the more aged goat cheese, my preference.
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Fresh goat cheese, great mixed in scrambled eggs.
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Doesn’t that look delicious!
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Wait, where’s the pasta?