Humble Pies

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were gathering their pastries, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: 'Attention, Humble Pies patrons—your pies are plotting against you!' A moment of silence fell over the shop. Then a delivery driver whispered, ‘I heard them saying something about wanting more sugar.’ A regular chimed in, ‘Well, that’s not surprising!’ Finally, a quiet voice from the back said, ‘Maybe they’re just hungry?’ The whole place burst into laughter, and everyone went back to enjoying their pies.

2. A regular stopped by one afternoon and asked the baker, ‘Why do our pies always taste better when they’re delivered than when we buy them here?’ The baker smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Because I only use real humility in our Humble Pies.’ A few days later, a delivery driver arrived with a frown on his face. ‘These pies are flat as pancakes,’ he complained. The baker laughed softly and said, “That’s because I used extra humility today.” A neighbor passing by overheard and chuckled, “No wonder your pies never win any awards!”

3. In the early hours of dawn, just before the bakery opened its doors, a mysterious figure in a dusty apron began leaving handwritten notes on each pie. The note next to every pastry read simply: ‘Today’s humble pie is especially for you.’ One morning, a delivery driver found his box filled not with pastries but with tiny cards reading, ‘Your daily dose of humility.’ He laughed it off until he saw similar notes appearing on customers’ tables across town. Finally, an elderly neighbor approached the baker and asked, ‘Why do you keep giving away pies that say “you’re special” when everyone already knows they are?’ The baker smiled and replied, ‘Because some people need reminding with a sweet treat!’

4. In the early hours of dawn, just before the bakery opened its doors, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The clock on the wall seemed to be ticking backwards. Curious, he peered closer and saw an old man with a twinkle in his eye, holding a pocket watch. ‘Just winding back time a bit,’ said the stranger with a smile. The delivery driver shrugged it off as an eccentric neighbour, but when he returned later that day, the bakery smelled of freshly baked pies—and everything was exactly right.’