Tous les Jours

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most bakeries were just turning on their ovens, a delivery driver noticed something strange outside Tous les Jours. A small bird had somehow managed to get stuck in the shop’s neon sign, flapping its wings frantically. The delivery driver gently untangled the little guy and set him free. The bird took off with a grateful chirp, leaving behind a smile on everyone's face—even though no one could quite figure out how it got there in the first place. That day, Tous les Jours became known not only for its fresh bread but also for its mysterious morning rescues.

2. At closing time, an employee noticed something peculiar in the backroom of Tous les Jours. Among the discarded boxes and crates, nestled between a forgotten baguette and a half-empty crate of croissants, lay a mysterious package wrapped in old newspaper. Upon unwrapping it, they found nothing more than a note scribbled on an old envelope: 'Take what you need, leave what you can.' Turned out to be a secret stash of freshly baked pains au chocolat from a neighbor who worked nights. Ever since then, whenever someone asks for a special treat, everyone at Tous les Jours just smiles and says, ‘It’s probably in the backroom.’

3. At sunrise, when the streets around Tous les Jours were quiet and empty, a delivery driver found himself delivering more than bread. Hidden beneath a stack of croissants was a small, mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it to discover a note reading: ‘Today’s special—freshly baked smiles!’ Inside was a box of free pastries for his neighbors. Word spread quickly, and soon every morning at dawn, someone left unexpected treats outside Tous les Jours for anyone passing by.

4. At sunrise, when the streets around Tous les Jours were quiet and empty, a delivery driver found an old, dusty violin tucked behind some crates. He picked it up curiously, noticing it had been left there for months. The delivery driver brought the violin into the bakery one morning, and ever since, every time someone ordered pain au chocolat, the violin would mysteriously start playing soft, sweet melodies. It became Tous les Jours’ secret charm until a regular asked if they could hire a musician. The baker just smiled and said, ‘We already have one—an old dusty violin that knows exactly when you want your pastry.’