Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Thoughts from a Belgian Bakery

We moved to Bellingham from the east coast five and a half years ago. We wanted the fresh, crisp air, the recreational opportunities, the laid back, liberal atmosphere, and the cultural opportunities we'd have in a college town. And a bakery. Specifically, the Mount Bakery. During our weeks of online research deciding where exactly (more targeted than “as far away from here as possible”) we wanted to move, one of us (can’t remember which) found this little jewel and said to the other, “and there’s a REAL BAKERY! A REAL BAKERY!” and that pretty much sealed the deal.

Have you clicked on the link yet? Do it! Listen to the delightful accordion music and let it transport you to a Parisian sidewalk café. Imagine that you’re lifting a flaky, buttery croissant or pain d’chocolate to your eager mouth. Visualize the crumbs all over your lips and chin. Revel in the orgasmic waves of pleasure that engulf you.

Ahem. Before this becomes a post for an erotica site, I should digress immediately.

I was sitting in the Mount Bakery a couple of weeks ago, awaiting the arrival of my breakfast date. My friend and I meet for breakfast once every month or so. We don’t meet for drinks (she’s a non-drinker) or for lunch or dinner, or for shopping. We don’t visit each other at home. We see our respective spouses at occasional community events. But other than our breakfast dates, we’re not in each other’s lives. And that works for us.

Except for when she forgets and doesn’t show up. Then I have the pleasure of sitting in the café, sipping their delightful organic, fair-trade, shade-grown coffee and just looking around. All alone—just me, my fellow breakfasters and my observations:

  • Deep, not-too-bright red and mustardy-goldy yellow is one of my favorite color combinations. Vivid and cheery, with just the right amount of depth. And perfect for a breakfast café (or a fast food hamburger joint, come to think of it). Hmmm . . . would that work in my home office?

  • Apparently some people in this world actually sit around and eat chocolate croissants on regular, old, average Wednesdays in April. And they don’t look the least bit guilty or worried about it. Imagine that.

  • Is there a more beautiful word than creperie? But then, there are patisserie and boulangerie. Ooh, and I also love toile. Why, oh why did I have to be born in New York instead of France?? The injustice.

  • I can’t decide whether to be a pastry chef or a brewmistress when I grow up.

Either way, I’m guaranteed to be happy. (And fat. But happy fat.) And I wonder. . . what am I waiting for? Like George Burns said, “I’d rather be a failure at something I enjoy than a success at something I hate.”

Isn’t that a delicious way to think?


Mrs. G. said...

Yes. It is a delicious way to think. Yum. I think I need to drive up and check this place out.

Claire B. said...

Well, come on! I'll race ya.

Denise said...

Wow, those tarts look delicious. (So good they lured me out of my usual lurk-mode).

Thanks for the tip! I'll have to check out this bakery the next time I'm in Bellingham. Our youngest son is attending college there so it's good to know where we can go for a bit of sustenance when it comes time to move him out of his dorm next month.

The quote is great too. I've filed it away for future reference.

Sojourner said...

Great quote. Chocolate croissants? Oh my gawd! That sounds heavenly. Other lovely words: tortilleria, pizzeria, beanery. Hmmm all food related, seems to be a theme going. LOL

Professor J said...

I'll meet you for breakfast! I'm always up for a chocolate croissant and fair trade coffee.

Nora Bee said...

I totally understand moving somewhere because there is a bakery. I also want to make a trip up there to try!

In Barcelona at the cafes we saw lots of old women having beer with their morning pastry. That's what I'm talking about.

Mary Alice said...

I'm adding that to my criteria for a livable town list.

Cheri said...

Hi Claire~

I would LOVE to live in Paris and sit at a bakery every day drinking coffee and eating a baguette.

Nice post.