Ever since the days of Felicity and Ben, I have been fascinated with Dean and Deluca. The first time I ever set foot in the store was in Napa Valley, California, right in the heart of wine country. It is a smaller version, but it still impressed me to no end.
When I went to New York City I made sure I introduced my sister to the one in SoHo and she literally had to drag me out so we wouldn't miss the train. I was disappointed on my recent trip back East when I realized were not going to be able to make it to NewYork City, but the disappointment abated when I realized they had a Dean and Deluca right on M Street in Georgetown. 
Not that Dean and Deluca was the only reason I wanted to go to NYC, but it was right at the top of the list. My body, my wallet and my scale are thankful that we don't have D&D in Southern California. After an emotional week, it is nice to think about the simple things in life, like cakes, cookies, candy and pie.
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