Sisters in Thyme

Sisters in Thyme
Bakery, Deli and Market
326 E. Commercial St., Springfield,
417-873-9224

Open Tues.–Fri., 8 a.m.–6 p.m.;
Sat., 7 a.m.–5 p.m..

$ –$ $

It was a sunny summer afternoon when I found myself up on Commercial Street in Springfield, so I decided to pop into Sisters in Thyme to see what kind of fare they offered for lunch. The spot is teeny tiny, with just one little table for dining. But the combination bakery, deli and shop offered a variety of options. There were numerous sweets in the window and under the bakery counter (pretty cupcakes, fudgy-looking brownies, sinfully enormous cinnamon rolls). Baskets and bins held Sisters in Thyme bread, smelling oh-so-fresh. Who doesn’t love the yeasty smell of freshly baked bread? The lunch menu is primarily design-your-own deli sandwiches, with changing quiche and soup options as well.

There were some more unexpected items for sale as well, such as freshly made deviled eggs, coffee beans from a local roaster (Julie’s Java), herb butters and specialty mustards, dry mixes for sauces and more. Sisters in Thyme even offers up its commercial kitchen for hourly rentals, so people can use it to produce their own products. One of those products is The Date Lady, a line of sauces (like chocolate and caramel syrups) made with date syrup. Yum! Those are sold at Sisters in Thyme, too.

Because I had lunch on my mind, I asked about the day’s quiche and soup options. I decided to order the bacon and tomato quiche, a cup of potato soup and a deviled egg (because where else can you get one deviled egg?).

The quiche was the perfect texture: not too fluffy, not too dense. It had plenty of bacon, which was definitely a plus. I liked the addition of the tomatoes (so sweet!), although I thought they were a little too juicy for me in that context. The crust was dense but still so buttery and crumbly. I found myself saving a really crusty bit for my last bite, so I could savor it.

My favorite part of this meal was definitely the soup. It was so smooth and velvety and rich, but not too thick. Every bite had a tender chunk of potato in that super-smooth soup. It was topped with crumbled bacon (yes, more bacon for me) and cheddar cheese, which melted into the soup and gave the dish a “loaded baked potato” flavor. I slurped up every last drop of it.

The deviled egg was that oh-so-creamy marriage of yolk and mustard and paprika—just like a mom would make. It was a very nostalgic flavor, and I enjoyed that little addition to my tasty lunch. I didn’t really plan on purchasing anything other than my meal, but the smell of those pretty breads was practically killing me. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to leave without buying some to take home. I grabbed a square of jalapeño and cheddar focaccia bread. But I couldn’t make it to my house without opening it up and snagging a cheesy-spicy corner hunk to nibble on during my drive. It was delicious and would have been the perfect soup-dipping companion if only I had caved in and bought it just a little bit sooner.