Il Giardino Del Dolce

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Il Giardino Del Dolce, a regular once asked curiously: ‘Why do those pastries always seem to vanish before I can get here?’ It turned out that a delivery driver had been sneaking in after hours, stocking up on freshly baked goods for himself. The regular eventually caught him red-handed, and from then on, everyone knew why the pastries disappeared so quickly—except maybe the neighbors who never got any invites to taste-test.

2. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the bakery’s delivery truck: a small, perfectly wrapped package among the boxes of croissants and tarts. Curious, he opened it carefully—inside was just one tiny chocolate chip cookie. Smiling, he popped it into his mouth, thinking it must be for him. Later that day, when a regular customer asked if they had any special treats, the baker joked, ‘Oh yes, we received a mysterious package this morning… but it seems someone already tried it!’

3. In the late afternoon, when most customers had left, a delivery driver noticed an unusual package wrapped in brown paper near the bakery's entrance. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover that every time he opened the door, another identical parcel appeared behind him. Confused and amused, the delivery driver placed the packages aside and went inside for a pastry. Later that evening, his neighbors brought over some fresh cookies as thanks for always leaving them such mysterious gifts. The next day, no more packages were found.

4. At Il Giardino Del Dolce, every morning around sunrise, a curious pigeon would perch on the counter and peck at the freshly baked croissants, causing regulars to laugh and photographers to snap pictures. One day, an impatient delivery driver tried to shoo away the pigeon with his package, only to accidentally drop it right into the puddle outside. A regular passing by quickly rescued the soggy box, laughing as he helped dry it off with his scarf. The pigeon, unfazed, continued its morning ritual, oblivious to the commotion.