I Still Miss Balduccis

I know I paid too much to shop there, but all in one place I could stock up on good cheese, great sandwiches, produce, bread, and splurges like olive paste. I passed it by yesterday and took a picture of the inside. It looks like what it was when I first moved to this neighborhood – a bank.

Oh come back Balduccis. Sob.

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Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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