Today was delivery day for The Vermont Spätzle Company. We used to do all of our own deliveries, but now we have the amazing folks at Wilcox Ice Cream drop ship our frozen spätzle all over VT for us.
We do the deliveries to all of our New York wholesale customers. Some have some smaller deliveries weekly, but our other larger wholesale accounts get a lot of product at one time every 4-6 weeks.
We like to deliver to as many of our NY accounts as we can at once since we are already there. It seems like once we receive that first large order, more NY orders start flooding. I always “feel it in my bones” that we will get at least one more doozy of an order in the next day or two.
Within moments of my prediction, the order came in while I ran into the house for a second. Marty started asking me to check our delivery board for something and I immediately saw it…The Niskayuna Co-op needed a delivery. Ha, I knew it! Even the guy from the Niskayuna Co-op named Damien who orders the spätzle knows I’ve been right about my last three predictions.
When I worked at school I had the same “feel it in my bones” predictions about when the health inspector would come. I taught everyone that whenever you left the kitchen for the day it should be ready for a health inspection first thing the next morning.
I would give everyone the heads up when I had that feeling and sure enough, when he would walk into the multipurpose room wearing his hat and heading towards the kitchen, we would all laugh. After the inspection, the kids would always ask me, “Mrs. Irion how did you know?” Just for the record we always scored in the mid to high 90’s on our inspection. We got a 99 once, he never gave out 100’s. That day he couldn’t find anything wrong so he took off 1 point for a stained ceiling tile in the bathroom down the hallway. 😂 You never argue with the health inspector, I thanked him and said see you in 6 months.
You knew the health inspector was there for an inspection when he had his hat on. A couple of times he was in the school for a different reason and he just stopped by without his hat on. The first thing he said was, “Don’t worry I’m just stopping in to say hello.” Whew! One time he actually bought a blueberry muffin and a coffee from me! This meant he thought I had a clean kitchen and trusted me with his stomach. LOL
So we’ve been working feverishly all week to fill all of our orders, flash freezing the product, boxing it all up, and loading it into our van this morning. We were glad to see that the snowy forecast was wrong and we only had about half an inch. The roads were just wet so we are home free. Jinx!
As I stepped out of our back door I slide a foot down our driveway and caught myself from falling. I guess I screamed because Marty heard me in the house. All I could hear in my head was The NY Rangers hockey team’s announcer say, “What a save and a beaut!”
We loaded up all our orders and double and triple-checked our invoices and counts then headed to Saratoga. Our first stop was Healthy Living. We couldn’t pull in or get into the loading dock because a regular size UPS truck was blocking the entire thing. When we are in the business van we are on our best behavior. If we didn’t have the van, both of us would have told him what an asshole he was.
This driver literally had a bunch of delivery vans lined up waiting for him to take his sweet ass time walking back to the truck. I almost blew a gasket keeping my mouth shut. When we could finally get near the delivery area we loaded up a u-boat with our frozen spätzle and wheeled it inside to be checked in. They take the temperature of the spätzle to make sure it is below freezing. Our spätzle was -19 degrees this morning. 🙂
After making delivery number one we were off to the Niskayuna Co-op with Damien’s order. He wasn’t there, damn it, I wanted to joke around about my prediction and being psychic. Next time I will because…there will be the next time. We loaded up a cart with their product had it checked in and headed on our way.
The third stop was to the Honest Weight Co-op in Albany. This place is always jam-packed! There were delivery trucks and vans everywhere parking wherever they could in the crowded parking lot. We saw some of the same van drivers we saw at our first stop. Fridays are delivery days for farmers. Honest Weight is a weekly delivery for the most part. Marty usually delivers to them on Saturday mornings before the Troy Farmers Market. It’s nice that for the last two weeks we’ve been able to bring it on Friday. He can leave for the market almost 30 minutes later, which is a lot at 6 am.
Next, we hopped on the NY Thruway and headed to Athens, NY. We made a quick stop at our friend’s business The Crimson Valley Nursery in Coxsackie to drop off a bag spätzle for Danny & Jen. We even got a tour of their greenhouse. It was so warm in there. It reminded me of Frosty the snowman when he gets trapped in the greenhouse and melts. I cried so hard when I was little and still cry today. Weird enough, it has to do with that damn attachment disorder I have. I’ve worked through a lot of it, which is so healing I can’t even tell you!
Our final delivery was to Field Goods, an online farmers market that services some parts of NY, NJ, and CT. At Field Goods, we can drive right into their warehouse and unload their delivery right onto a pallet and then drive it to the freezer with a manual forklift. I could tell Marty liked the forklift part, I liked that it was hot pink!
By this time we were both starving! I have been craving these smoked chicken wings with a peach, dijon chipotle sauce that we get at a place that we found back in November in Hudson. The place is called American Glory Bbq and now we’ve had two delicious lunches there. My dad always said don’t go back to a place too much you are bound to get a bad meal to ruin it. 🤣
We decided since it was still early we walked around the town of Hudson. The shops are all antique shops, boutiques, pastry shops, and restaurants. I am sure the place is jam-packed with NYC people in the summer.
As we walked around we found some residential streets. The absolutely beautiful architecture was clearly from the 1600 & the 1700s. The homes were all so well take care of. The former carriage houses were now garages but still looked like a horse and buggy belonged in them.
Walking around was truly like taking a step back in time. It was quiet, no cars or people around and we played tourists. We can’t wait to explore the side streets more the next time when it isn’t as cold and snowy. It’s fun to imagine who and what it was like walking down those streets almost 300 years ago as we did today. I’ll put money on it that no other full-time spatzle makers strolled down Allen or Warren Street.
We are almost home and I am writing in the car. I asked Marty if he was happy I was writing because it was so quiet. He said no, but I am never quiet, so I’m sure he liked the peaceful ride home from my usual blabbing. The ride went fast for me lost in this blog post.
So that’s a day in the life of The Vermont Spätzle Company. It’s nice to give people a glance into our business and they can see that we don’t just wave a magic wand and make it all happen. I’m not good with magic wands, but I am one hell of a good psychic! 🔮
Hudson reminds me of New Orleans.
Loved your delivery day stories! Thanks for writing about it in such great detail. I felt like I was in the back seat!