The morning after the night that I ate dinner at Gigi’s of Beechworth, I had breakfast with my colleagues at the Beechworth bakery. It’s the only place in town open early in the morning. We looked longingly in the smarter looking cafe windows but they must serve tourists who sleep in, not local workers who rise early. The food is good at the bakery but the coffee can only be described as ‘country’ – weak, milky and barely recognisable. From the top down: muesli with fresh berries; ‘miner’s’ toasted Turkish roll with bacon, egg, mushroom and spinach; and berry tart.