La Fournette

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he arrived at La Fournette, an extra croissant appeared on his bike basket. Who was leaving it there? Curious, the driver followed the trail of crumbs one day and found an old lady next door smiling sweetly. She whispered, ‘Just a little gift for your hard work.’ Turned out she baked those croissants herself in her kitchen each morning. Since then, whenever someone ordered too many pastries, she’d slip extras into their bags—all part of her secret neighborhood bakery scheme.

2. A local baker noticed an unusual pattern: whenever she left La Fournette early in the morning, her car mysteriously ended up parked outside the same old hardware store down the street. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously if there was a secret route out back. The baker smiled and said nothing, just winked knowingly. Turns out, every morning it was her neighbor who drove her car around the block so she could get that perfect croissant timing. Happy ending—now everyone in town knows not to park near La Fournette too close to closing time.

3. A curious neighbor asked one day: ‘Why does La Fournette always seem to run out of croissants just as I’m walking by?’ The baker smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'Because they’re not really gone—they're just hiding from you!' And indeed, whenever that neighbor turned around, a fresh batch of croissants would appear like magic. Moral of the story? Sometimes what seems scarce is simply playing hard to get.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to La Fournette one afternoon with a truck full of fresh pastries. As he approached the door, he heard a voice whispering from inside: 'Please don’t tell anyone, but they’re not supposed to be here yet.' Curious, the delivery driver peeked through the window and saw only empty shelves and a lone baguette on display. ‘They’ were nowhere in sight. Smiling to himself, he decided it was just an old lady’s joke—until his boss called asking where the rest of the order was. That evening, a neighbor stopped by with a freshly baked cake and whispered, “Don’t tell anyone, but they finally arrived.”