Calumet Bakery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were gathering their pastries, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and whispered something into the ear of the baker. From that day on, every Wednesday at exactly noon, a mysterious box appeared in the corner of Calumet Bakery. No one knew who left it or what was inside. Finally, someone asked the baker what was inside the box. With a twinkle in his eye, the baker replied, 'Every Wednesday, it's just my secret recipe for chocolate chip cookies!' The mystery unravelled with a smile, and from then on, everyone looked forward to those special Wednesdays.

2. In the early hours of every Saturday, a delivery driver arrived at Calumet Bakery with a peculiar request. He always asked for the same dozen croissants, but never took them away. Instead, he placed them carefully in the corner and left without a word. Finally, one Sunday morning, an old neighbor popped into the bakery and whispered to the baker: ‘Did you ever wonder why that guy takes those exact twelve croissants?’ The baker shook his head. With a sly smile, the neighbor added, “He’s feeding his pet pigeons!’

3. Have you heard about the strange thing that happens when you leave your shopping cart outside Calumet Bakery? Every time someone parks it too close to the entrance, a mysterious hand pushes it back into place—just enough for everyone to notice but not quite far enough to be caught. One day, an exhausted delivery driver left his bike leaning against the fence. When he returned, it was neatly parked inside the bakery’s empty lot, as if someone had gently guided it there. A regular passing by laughed and said, ‘Must be those friendly ghosts again!’

4. On a typical weekday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Calumet Bakery. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something peculiar in one of them—a small, dusty package wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he opened it carefully and found inside an ancient-looking cookie cutter shaped like a horseshoe. Smiling, he thought maybe someone had accidentally left it behind years ago. Later that day, while making cookies for customers, he joked, ‘Who knows, maybe our lucky charm will bring us good fortune!’ And indeed, business picked up significantly—though whether due to the cookie cutter or just a busy week remained a mystery.