Sorry to see it go. I have fond memories of the Yum Yum Shop when it was across the street. Tiny place. We would wait in line for fresh- from- the- oven White Mountain bread every time we came in to town from the island. One loaf to eat right away, another loaf to take home. My great aunt would treat us to a frosted gingerbread man once in a while. Loved the hermit bars too.
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