Growing up in Aliquippa and then McKeesRocks has spoiled me food-wise. Especially growing up with an Italian family. This meant Mancini's was a staple. Fresh Italian bread for breakfast and dinner. Living in the Rocks my dad would go to the bakery early in the morning for fresh, hot loaves. We lived a five minute drive from the bakery and this meant he'd walk in the door with the bread still warm. Of course we'd rip it from his hands and devour it like maniacs.