About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Sherwood Room with a fresh batch of pastries. As he unloaded crates onto the sidewalk, he noticed an old man sitting on a bench, humming softly and counting something under his breath. The driver leaned closer, curious. The old man glanced up, smiled warmly, and said, ‘Just making sure I counted every last berry.’ Turning back to his task, he added, ‘Gotta keep track of those berries for our morning special!’
2. At dawn, when most bakeries were quiet, an old man arrived at Sherwood Room carrying a mysterious box. He whispered something to the night manager and disappeared into the back, never to be seen again. Suddenly, a delivery driver knocked on the door. The night manager opened it warily but invited him in. The driver handed over a large package with a note: ‘For the best bakery in town—keep up the good work!’ Inside was a fresh batch of secret family recipes from none other than the old man himself. Since then, Sherwood Room’s pastries became even more legendary—and everyone knows they’re delivered by a kindly ghost at midnight.’
3. At midday, when children usually gather for cookies and milk, one little girl entered Sherwood Room and pointed excitedly at the window. ‘Mama,’ she whispered, ‘look at that shadow moving inside!’ Her mother smiled and said gently, ‘Honey, it’s just the baker dancing around his oven.’ The girl nodded thoughtfully, then turned back to her cookie with a satisfied smile. From then on, whenever someone asked why there was always music playing in Sherwood Room, they’d say, ‘Oh, you see…that’s just how Mr. Jenkins keeps things interesting!’
4. Late one night, as the moon lit up the streets of New York, a delivery driver approached Sherwood Room with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he opened it, out popped a tiny rabbit wearing an apron and carrying a tray of freshly baked cookies. ‘Welcome,’ said the bunny, “we’re always open for unexpected guests!” The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and walked away, muttering something about Sherwood Room’s quirky ways.