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I have shared with you many of the places we visited on our recent vacation, and even many of the things we ate along the way -- I would love a piece of that Red Velvet Cheesecake from Rocco's pastry shop right this moment!
I thought I'd like to share with you some of the people we met.
One of the people who stand out in my mind is Franco from Pasticceria Rocco.

We watched the hustle and bustle in the shop and marveled at the constant stream of customers in and out, even though one person behind the counter said they were having a "slow day". At one point, one of the customers directed his comment to an older looking gentleman behind the counter. "Hey, Rocco," he began.
Quietly and without apparent indignation, Franco said, "My name's Franco, not Rocco."
A few minutes later, Franco came to retrieve a goodie from the cookie case. I joked with him that I was tempted to help myself. "Go ahead! And if I see you do it, I won't say anything."
Something about the way Franco took to being called by the wrong name with grace, and wasn't offended by my joke about pilfering the brownies, really endeared him to me. He is definitely on my list of people in New York to remember.
By the way, I didn't take any of the brownies.
You can find the Pasticceria Rocco on Facebook.
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