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I woke up early on Saturday to the sound of my dad grinding coffee beans in the kitchen, somewhere around 7:30, maybe 8 am. The sun was shining despite a forecast for showers, and I was eager to hop out of bed.

The night before, my dad, Bonnie, and I made a plan to have breakfast at Vergennes Laundry. I’d heard about this place back in the fall or early winter. Julianne Jones, a Middlebury College grad, and her partner, Didier Murat, opened this French brick-oven bakery on Main Street in Vergennes in late 2010. With a wink to both Thomas Keller’s beloved French Laundry in Yountville, CA, and the space’s previous tenant (a laundromat), Vergennes Laundry serves classic French pastry (gougères, pain aux raisin, pain au chocolat, plain croissants, savory tarts), Intelligentsia coffee, and local Kombucha on tap. They also have homemade granola, and at 4 pm, bread that’s made in their wood oven.

The interiors are spare, clean, with long wooden communal tables, and white-painted walls. Something about this place reminded me a little of Blue Bottle back in Williamsburg. I told Didier that if they were in my neighborhood there’d be a line out the door. He nodded in agreement but they’re optimistic that they can make it in this small town—and I hope they do—thanks to their regular customers and soon, an influx of tourists during the summer months. The quality of ingredients, attention to detail, and plain ol’ deliciousness of the offerings will keep people coming back.

When the three of us arrived for breakfast at 9:30, we had the place to ourselves. But, just a few minutes later, a line of customers came in to sample the buttery, crusty, croissants and sip the strong, almost tangy coffee. We lingered at our table for nearly an hour, and I debated a second, third pastry. But I was headed to the Farmer’s Market in Middlebury where I knew I was in for some more good noshing.


Didier at the counter

Full disclosure: I went to the greenmarket in Union Square on my lunch break yesterday in search of more ramps. The season is fleeting and my appetite persistent. By 2 pm, however, they were gone. I’m glad others will get to enjoy them.

I stumbled upon some over-wintered spinach that looked bright and green and threw it into my sack for $4. I thought about the green garlic but, looking a little wilted, it will have to wait for another time. Added some brown eggs and multi-grain bread and called it a day.

I like the sound of over-wintered spinach, or broccoli rabe. Because it sums up how I feel: over winter, indeed.

When I woke up this morning I wanted something savory and hearty, not my usual yogurt-fruit-cereal breakfast. I heated a little olive oil in a skillet and threw in the spinach, to wilt, for about one minute, adding salt and promptly removing the spinach from the skillet. Meanwhile I toasted slices of the Bread Alone loaf, slathering on avocado*, kosher salt and pepper. In the same skillet I had warmed the spinach I added an egg, covered the pan with a lid, and let the egg cook for about 2 or 3 minutes, then turned off the heat. On top of the avocado toasts I added the wilted spinach and egg and got to work.

*The avocado came from the Park Slope food co-op. I am proud to announce I have officially rejoined! Although this FTOP thing looks tricky – I could barely find one, let alone two, shifts during May so I’m told I will be on “alert” until I can complete my first shift in June. I came home with overflowing bags of green lentils, rice shakes, dried apricots and mango, bananas, broccoli, and spices. It’s good to be back.