Santa Fe Cookie Company

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Santa Fe’s streets were still quiet, a delivery driver noticed something unusual outside the cookie company. A small bird had built its nest in one of the display windows, and every morning it carefully arranged its twigs just as the shop opened. One day, a regular customer asked if they could adopt the little feathered friend. The owner smiled and replied, 'She’s part of our family now!' And so, every morning, the tiny bird would perch on the counter while customers enjoyed their cookies, becoming an unexpected fixture in the neighborhood.

2. At closing time, when the last customer had left, an employee heard a soft giggle coming from behind the counter. Curious, she turned around—and saw nothing but empty shelves and closed display cases. Smiling to herself, she checked again—still no one there. Then, out of habit, she locked up and went home. Next morning, her coworker mentioned that someone had accidentally left a cookie on the counter during closing hours. Turns out, it was a tiny chocolate chip cookie with a note: ‘Thanks for not eating my treat!’

3. At midnight, when most bakeries were asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Santa Fe Cookie Company. The streetlights cast eerie shadows as he stepped inside, only to find the oven door ajar and the scent of fresh cookies wafting through the air. Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw an old man in a chef’s hat stirring something in a giant pot. ‘Looking for these?’ asked the man, holding out a plate of warm cookies. Turns out it was just a neighborhood retiree who baked late nights for his friends.’

4. At dusk, when Santa Fe’s streetlights flickered on, a delivery driver pulled up to Santa Fe Cookie Company with a truckload of fresh pastries. As he unloaded crates, he heard a faint voice whispering from inside the empty shop. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only dust motes dancing in the twilight light. Suddenly, an old cookie tin fell off a shelf and clattered softly. ‘Did someone say chocolate chip?’ whispered a voice nearby. The delivery driver turned around—only to see his own reflection in the glass door. With a laugh, he shook his head and said, “Next time I’ll bring cookies for you too, neighbor.”