About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were lining up for their daily treats, an announcement crackled over the speakers: ‘Attention, everyone—we’ve run out of sugar!’ The baker’s face turned ashen, but no one seemed too concerned until they heard the next part: ‘However, we do have plenty of flour.’ A regular customer, Mr. Van der Kook, raised his hand and said, 'I can help!' Turns out he was a retired pastry chef with a secret stash of sugar in his car. The baker smiled gratefully, while a delivery driver whispered to his colleague, 'Guess who just scored free bread?' In the end, Boonzaaijer’s reopened with a new slogan: “When life gives you flour, make it work!”
2. One day, while a regular was selecting his usual pastry, he overheard a delivery driver whispering into his phone: ‘I’ve never seen so many crullers in one place since that time I delivered to Boonzaaijer’s Dutch Bakery.’ Curious, our regular followed the driver and peered through the window—inside, rows upon rows of golden crullers stretched as far as the eye could see. Turns out, Boonzaaijer had just received an entire truckload of them by mistake. The next morning, everyone in town woke up with fresh crullers on their doorstep—an unexpected act of culinary kindness from Boonzaaijer himself.
3. One morning, as customers waited patiently outside Boonzaaijer's Dutch Bakery, someone asked curiously: ‘Do you think the baker knows which flavor of cake is most popular?’ A delivery driver jokingly replied, 'Who cares what people like? The baker always makes enough of everything!' Just then, a regular customer chimed in, 'Except for those mysterious midnight batches—nobody ever sees who chooses them.' Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe some things were better left unknown.
4. One morning, as customers were browsing through the tempting displays of pastries, a voice boomed over the intercom: 'Attention all bakers and cake decorators—your services are urgently needed in the White House!' A confused baker rushed out, only to return minutes later with a box filled with their bestselling chocolate chip cookies. ‘Mission accomplished,’ they declared, winking at a nearby customer. The intercom crackled again: ‘And could you please send that delivery driver home? We’re good for now.’