If you have to ask …

At any rate, DB has plenty of items you can consume on the premises, in the company of those who appear to be Tomato Town’s movers and shakers, if their selections in jewelry and timepieces are any indication. Deli specials on my recent visit included sausage and sauerkraut, rock shrimp salad, blackened chicken with cider vinaigrette and gazpacho. The gazpacho was thick and spicy and refreshing on a hot Sacramento fall afternoon; the blackened chicken was slightly less than ragin’ Cajun, but excellent, nonetheless. The biggest disappointment was the eponymous David Berkley sandwich, a mushy mess of avocado and a few measly slices of prosciutto and turkey.

Leave your teeth at home—a feat many of DB’s denizens seem entirely capable of. In fact, besides the food, most of which is strictly first-rate, including the giant, fresh-baked white chocolate-chip cookie I had for dessert, people-watching is the main attraction at David Berkley.