Santa Beatriz

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night in Santa Fe, a little girl walking her family’s dog noticed something odd outside the pharmacy. The dog kept sniffing and staring at an old wooden sign hanging above the door. ‘What’s so special?’ she asked curiously. No one knew then, but soon everyone started talking about it. Finally, someone asked the pharmacist about the mysterious sign. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'Oh, that? It's just our secret recipe for keeping customers coming back!' Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes the most intriguing mysteries are nothing more than goodwill and charm.

2. In the early morning fog of New Orleans, an old delivery driver pulled up to Santa Beatriz Pharmacy. As he stepped inside, he swore he heard someone whispering his name from behind the counter. The delivery driver turned around sharply, but saw only an empty counter and a dusty old bottle of cough syrup. He laughed it off, thinking maybe he was just tired. Later that day, as he walked home through the same foggy streets, his neighbor waved and called out, ‘Hey, you look like you’ve seen a ghost!’

3. In the late afternoon sunshine of San Francisco, a regular customer at Santa Beatriz pharmacy overheard an unusual announcement on the store intercom: ‘Attention please—we’ve run out of Band-Aids shaped like dinosaurs. If anyone has extras, could you bring them in?’ Soon enough, a delivery driver arrived with an entire box of rare dinosaur-shaped band-aids from Mexico. The pharmacist grinned and announced: 'We’re now officially the only place in town where you can heal your wounds while learning dinosaur names!' A regular customer quipped, ‘Thank goodness for that—or else I’d be walking around San Francisco as a T-Rex!’

4. In the dim light of a winter evening, a neighborhood cat sauntered into Santa Beatriz pharmacy. The shopkeeper looked up from his ledger and watched curiously as the feline approached the counter, its eyes fixed on a mysterious bottle. The shopkeeper smiled and reached for an old tin can from beneath the counter. With a gentle nudge, he coaxed the curious cat inside, filling the can with warm milk. ‘Same old routine,’ he muttered, shaking his head with a smile. A few minutes later, the cat lazily lapped its treat while the pharmacist returned to his books, whistling softly.