Making the Morning Rounds with Munroe Dairy

By ERIN BARRETTE GOODMAN

Tuesday, 4 a.m.

Sitting in my car in the darkness, I see the black and white spotted truck approaching. My ride is here!

I quickly gather up my camera, notebook, and pens and rush to a spot under a parking lot light to wait.

I am so excited I can barely stand it. For the next six hours I am going to experience the world from inside a Munroe Dairy “cow truck”!

Paul Robitaille greets me warmly and helps me settle in to my jump seat. We pull out of the parking lot and slide back into the pitch darkness.

Our first stops are in Exeter where Paul will deliver to customers he knows only by the things they order and the check they leave for him.


Paul
Paul Robitaille, of Cranston, arrives at Munroe Dairy in East Providence at 2 a.m.each weekday  to begin loading his truck.

As we meander down a long dirt road, Paul tells me that at this hour he parks his truck at the end of the driveways so as not to disturb his sleeping customers.

I wait in the truck as Paul jogs up to the first house to collect the order.

Some Munroe Dairy customers place weekly orders via e-mail, others have a standing order, and some, like this first house, leave an order form in the milk box.

In a minute Paul returns with a crate of empty glass bottles, which will be washed and refilled at the dairy, and the order form.

He disappears into the refrigerated back of the truck and emerges with another crate – this one filled with milk, juice, half-and-half, and the dairy’s seasonal special – apple cider!

From the front of the truck he will grab a loaf of bread and a package of English muffins and then disappear into the darkness again.

He returns to the truck where he enters the transaction into a small hand-held computer that tracks inventory and then we are off to the next house, which in this case is several miles from the first.

Paul tells me that he has been delivering for Munroe Dairy for two-and-a-half years and that his first route was in Fall River, Mass.

Although he loved his customers in Fall River, he does not miss maneuvering the truck through city streets – or carrying milk crates up to third story apartments.

“It’s so beautiful here in South County,” he adds.

We bounce through the darkness, which is now tinged ever so slightly with light, as Paul looks for our next stop – a new house on this route.

This time it’s an e-mail order so Paul is able to fill it before leaving the truck.

He returns with a crate of empties and a check, enters all the data into the computer, and we are off again!

We continue this pre-dawn ritual for several houses until at last we begin to see signs of life (beyond the many deer we have been admiring along the roadside).

 

6 a.m.

We wind up a long driveway, past several greenhouses, to a small dark house. Our arrival is signaled by the family’s dog and soon lights are on in the house.

“I’m their alarm clock,” Paul says. “They always come out to greet me!”

I wait in the truck as Paul disappears into the house with an order and spends a few minutes talking with his customers. He returns to the truck, takes care of inventory, and then we are off to the next stop.

There are school busses on the road now and waiting students at the tops of many driveways we pass. There are also a few joggers out on the road.

At the next stop, Paul invites me to help “pull” the order – two bottles of whole milk, two bottles of low fat, one package of American cheese, and a container of chicken salad.

There are a few more things on the order – bagels and hamburger patties – but we will access those from the freezer on the outside of the truck.

Paul hands me a dog biscuit and points to a large Labrador Retriever on a rope near the house. “Don’t get too close – he jumps!”

 All in a day’s work

A note pad in Paul’s truck lists special instructions for each house. Little details like “extra ice” or “leave milk in fridge” or “lock gate when leaving” help Paul, or a substitute driver, provide a level of customer service that Munroe customers have come to expect and greatly appreciate.

“Sometimes people forget to place an order so I have to kind of guess based on what they ordered last week, and what empties they leave for me, what they might want this week.”

Occasionally he guesses wrong, but the majority of the time his intuitive ordering services are greatly appreciated.

As we bounce along down another country road, I ask Paul what he likes best about his job.

“My customers,” he says. “You really get to know people and feel part of their family.”

I follow up with the obvious. “What do you like least about your job?”

“Rain. I get absolutely soaked through on rainy days.”

I think about the last couple of hours and all the stops we have made and try to imagine it in the pouring rain.

“But what can you do?” he adds. “It’s part of the job. You just laugh and make the best of it!”

Visit www.cowtruck.com for more information about Munroe home delivery, which is available to all of Rhode Island, except Block Island.

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