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Lately, I’ve been finding that some of my favorite food discoveries are less and less in commercial spaces, but rather tucked clandestinely in between obscure side streets that previously would have had you explaining long and hard what exactly you were doing there at a certain time of the night.

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About a week ago at this same time, I was ironing a shirt in the basement of a townhouse in Centreville, Virginia, a suburb of Washington, D.C.

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Lately, I’ve been finding that some of my favorite food discoveries are less and less in commercial spaces, but rather tucked clandestinely in between obscure side streets that previously would have had you explaining long and hard what exactly you were doing there at a certain time of the night.

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About a week ago at this same time, I was ironing a shirt in the basement of a townhouse in Centreville, Virginia, a suburb of Washington, D.C.

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