Lalich Delicatessens

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Lalich Delicatessens, every morning around 8 AM, something peculiar happens. A little boy who lives nearby always runs into the shop, grabs a loaf of freshly baked bread, and runs out without saying a word. The bakers never chase him—after all, he’s been doing it since he could walk. One day, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Hey, shouldn’t someone stop that kid?’ With a smile, one baker replied, ‘No, he’ll grow up soon enough. Besides, it keeps us on our toes.’ And so, the daily ritual continued, becoming another charming tale for Lalich Delicatessens.

2. At Lalich Delicatessens, every morning around 9 AM, an elderly gentleman enters with a large shopping bag. He carefully places it on the counter and asks for just one item—an ordinary loaf of bread. But here’s the strange part: no matter how many times he buys that same exact loaf, the price always changes. One day, a delivery driver noticed the old man and asked him curiously why he always bought only one loaf. With a twinkle in his eye, the gentleman replied, 'It's not about the bread—it's about the conversation!' Turns out, each morning he met his friends behind the counter who shared jokes and gossip while waiting for their turn.

3. At Lalich Delicatessens, every afternoon after closing, a mysterious figure starts rearranging the shelves in perfect order. No one has ever seen who it is or how they slip away unnoticed. One day, an eager new employee stayed late to catch the mystery person in action. Just as they were about to reveal themselves, a delivery driver accidentally knocked over a box of pastries, causing everyone to scramble and forget all about the rearranger. Since then, the legend lives on—some say he’s still there, patiently waiting for his next opportunity.

4. At Lalich Delicatessens, every day before closing, a mysterious voice comes over the intercom in perfect Russian: ‘Last chance for today’s special!’ Only one person ever answers it—an old lady who insists she hears it too. One day, a delivery driver hears the voice and yells back, ‘What special is it today?’ The old lady shakes her head and whispers, ‘He doesn’t speak Russian.’ The driver shrugs and says, ‘Then how do you know what it is?’ She smiles mysteriously and replies, ‘I just trust my ears.’