Ahhhh...Dell's
I was talking to my mom the other day as she was driving as I normally do. The timing just works out to talk to her on the way to the office or on the way to my grandma's house. The other day she decided to torture me during the call. As we are talking she says, "hold on. I have to go in to D. Palmieri's." As fellow RI'ers know, D. Palmieri's is a GREAT bakery. As my friends and family know I love D. Palmieri's. So as I wait for my mom to finish in D. Palmieri's I get to hear, "I'll have a dozens pieces of pizza, a half dozen pastries, oh and a loaf of Italian bread." It was pure torture. So, as I longed for RI specialties I remembered that my mom had sent me a container of Dell's lemonade mix. Today was a hot day and perfect for Dell's. I broke out the blender and here I sit with my little cup of RI. Thanks again for the Dell's Mom!
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I share your torture. I remember coming from CT like the huddled masses to RI; coming for good food.
My Dell's mix didn't fit in my luggage last trip so it sits at my mother's house taunting me.
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