Benjamin Donut's & Bakery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of a typical November day in Portland, Oregon, a delivery driver pulled up to Benjamin Donut’s & Bakery. As he unloaded crates of fresh pastries, he noticed something unusual—all the donuts were smiling back at him. Curious, he picked one up and tried to wipe away the smile—it only got wider. Shaking his head with a laugh, he decided it was just another Portland oddity. That night, as he drove home through the same fog, his own reflection in the window seemed to be grinning back at him.

2. At dawn, when most bakeries were just opening their shutters, Benjamin Donut’s & Bakery started playing an old jazz record on repeat. The neighbors first thought it was a prank, but soon enough, everyone in town hummed along. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of donuts shaped like animals. He placed them carefully behind the counter, and before anyone could ask, Benjamin announced, 'Today’s special—donuts that talk!' Needless to say, the whole town came rushing back, not for the treats, but to hear the donuts chatter.

3. At dawn, when most bakeries were just opening their shutters, Benjamin Donut’s & Bakery attracted curious neighbors with an unusual sight. A small dog, sniffing around the freshly baked goods display, suddenly froze—his eyes fixed on something no one else could see. The dog stood there for a moment, then turned and ran towards the back door, his tail wagging furiously. Curious, everyone watched as he disappeared inside—and emerged moments later carrying a fresh doughnut in his mouth. From that day on, Benjamin’s secret helper became a neighborhood legend, leaving behind only smiles and free treats for loyal customers.

4. At dawn, when most bakeries were just opening their shutters, Benjamin Donut’s & Bakery already had a regular customer who whispered, ‘Today I’ll ask for the impossible.’ One morning, a delivery driver asked for a dozen of everything and a cake with ‘I quit’ written on it. The owner smiled knowingly, as if he’d heard that one before. Later, an excited neighbor burst in asking for a special doughnut shaped like a heart—‘for my secret admirer,’ she giggled. At dawn next day, Benjamin watched through his window as both the delivery driver and the neighbor walked hand-in-hand out of the bakery, each holding a box filled with impossibly delicious treats.