Sometimes it’s all about the food

When I think of home–the place I grew up – I think of the food that I loved and can only purchase there. I miss the local bakeries that sell a wide variety of fresh bread, rolls, loaves, and fresh dough.

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I miss the bakeries that make half moon cookies and headlights. Simple wants and items that I always ‘pig out’ on when I return to Upstate NY.

Is it like that for you too?