As a kid, I used to walk 2 miles, one way, for fresh bread for my "Nana's" homemade spaghetti sauce. 40 years later, it's even better. Having not lived in Gloucester for that many years, I've traveled back occasionally to visit family. However, I have never missed an opportunity to score some Virgilio's bread to take back to Virginia. It's always a fight with the sibling's! However, I always make sure Dad get's his childhood staple!
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