I spent the first couple of years of the new millennium living in Upstate New York. Unfortunately, I was a much different person then, especially in regards to food. I was surrounded by options I'd never had before, and as a rule I ignored them while my then-girlfriend and I made the rounds of various fast food joints, with the occasional special trip to a brewpub. Hell, I lived upstairs from a Jamaican restaurant that I never crossed the threshold of! I'm still kicking myself about it.
This isn't to say that I have completely abandoned all fast food (I'm just much more selective about it now, and have it much less often) or that I didn't come West again without any new edible interests. I left NY with new tastes for haddock (fish fry Fridays!), beef on weck sandwiches, NY style pizza, and frozen custard. Luckily I had Stan's to fulfill most of those cravings for a while, but then they closed up shop. While the Valley is still sorely lacking on weck and good fish fry options, frozen custard finally made a comeback with the opening of Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers last year.