The Crafty Mrs Es Cake Studio

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the bakery’s delivery van. Among the usual boxes of pastries and cakes, there lay an old, dust-covered recipe book with no name or address on it. As he flipped through its yellowed pages, he stumbled upon a simple yet intriguing recipe for a cake that seemed to defy gravity—layers so light they floated like clouds. The next day, the bakery sold out within hours, and soon neighbors were whispering about the mysterious ‘levitating’ cake. Turns out, the secret ingredient was just a pinch of air—and a lot of love from the crafty Mrs. Es.

2. A curious neighbor passing by noticed an unusual item left behind on the bakery’s outdoor table. It looked like a tiny, perfectly wrapped gift, complete with a note reading ‘For someone who loves cake as much as you.’ Curious, the neighbor picked up the package and unwrapped it carefully. Inside was a single bite-sized cookie decorated with icing that spelled out 'Try our new flavor!' The note continued: 'We hope you enjoy it—Mrs. Es.' Turns out, it was just another one of their secret tests to see if customers liked their latest creation.

3. At dawn, when most bakeries were quiet, a delivery driver pulled up outside The Crafty Mrs Es Cake Studio. Curious to see what time they opened early, he parked too close to the sign, which suddenly lit up with a message: ‘Today’s special—cakes delivered with a smile!’ Peeking inside, the delivery driver saw nothing but fluffy clouds of flour and happy whispers from behind the counter. A voice called out: 'Morning sunshine!' Turns out, it was just the owner humming while decorating cakes for the day. With a laugh, she waved him in, saying, 'Welcome to our little world—where every morning is brighter than the last.'

4. At dawn, when most bakeries were quiet, a delivery driver pulled up outside The Crafty Mrs Es Cake Studio. As he opened the truck door, a strange humming sound filled the air, growing louder with each step towards the shop. Finally, the door swung open, revealing nothing but an empty kitchen and a note on the counter: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience! We’re closed today. Come back tomorrow.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, turned around, and noticed a small sign above the door—‘Open Daily Except When Not’.