About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Tenneh’s African Braiding Salon and noticed something strange. The usually bustling street was eerily quiet, except for the soft hum of braiding tools inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw Tenneh deep in concentration, braiding an elaborate design into the air, completely oblivious to her surroundings. Startled by his presence, she exclaimed, ‘Where did you come from? My new hairstyle needs more practice!’ And with that, she resumed twirling imaginary strands.
2. One day, while getting her weekly braids, a regular heard an unusual announcement over Tenneh’s salon PA system: ‘Ladies, your hairstyles are officially now part of our Wi-Fi password rotation!’ Soon enough, everyone in town was trying to guess their next Wi-Fi code—from a delivery driver who kept missing his own orders because he was checking for new passwords, to a neighbor who accidentally logged into someone else’s internet thinking it was hers. Finally, one day, after much laughter and confusion, Tenneh announced with a smile: ‘Guys, I’m just using random words from your favorite songs as my passwords!’
3. One afternoon, a little girl walked into Tenneh’s African Braiding Salon with her pet parrot on her shoulder. As she approached the counter, the bird suddenly started chirping in perfect English, ‘Mama, can I get my usual?’ The salon erupted into laughter as everyone turned to look at the little girl, who just shrugged and said, 'Oh, he does that sometimes.' The stylist smiled and replied, 'Welcome back, little miss!' And so, the parrot continued his daily routine of ordering hairstyles while his owner enjoyed her braids.
4. While waiting for her turn at Tenneh’s African Braiding Salon, a regular overheard the stylist whispering to herself, ‘This one is gonna be tricky.’ Finally, it was the regular’s turn. The stylist studied her hair for a moment and then exclaimed, ‘Oh no, I thought you said your name was Maria!’ The regular laughed, shaking her head as she replied, ‘No, my name’s Sophia.’ Tenneh grinned and began braiding with ease, muttering under her breath, ‘Next time, ask for Tenneh!’