2 thoughts on “Purely Holsum Italian Bread

  1. We had a Wonder bread factory in my old hometown. The aroma of freshly baked bread drifted over our neighborhood every morning.

    We took field trips to see the giant ovens and conveyor belts where the loaves were baked, sliced and packaged.

    One of the bakers lived on my street and he handed out miniature loaves of bread and Hostess cakes at Halloween.

    They also had a day-old bakery where they sold bakery goods that were about to expire. Every Wednesday was red-letter day. If your receipt was printed in red ink, they would double your order.

    I came home one day with a grocery bag full of Twinkies, Sno Balls, Ho Hos, Ding Dongs,
    Suzy Q’s, Fruit Pies, Honey Buns, Cupcakes, Donettes and Zingers.

    Well, my Mom had a fit! She thought I had spent all of my allowance on junk food. Then I showed her the red-letter receipt.

    It was all good, but she made me share the bounty with my brothers, sister and cousins.

    I never got another red-letter receipt, but the day-old prices were up to 75% off so my allowance went pretty far at the Wonder outlet bakery.

    • Wow, that’s a great story! Lucky you David! I love the smell of fresh baked bread. My mother had one of those bread baker things in the kitchen – oh man was that goood! I think we should still have miniature loaves of bread.

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