Stir Crazy Baked Goods

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl walked into Stir Crazy Baked Goods and pointed excitedly at an unusual-looking cake on display. ‘Mom,’ she whispered, ‘why does that cake look like it’s dancing?’ Her mom smiled and said softly, ‘Oh honey, that’s just our special “dancing sugar” decoration.’ The girl nodded thoughtfully, then giggled as she picked up a cookie. Suddenly, a delivery driver asked if he could try one of those moving cakes too—and everyone burst out laughing.

2. A customer exclaimed one day, ‘I just saw the most peculiar thing!’ Turns out, every Tuesday afternoon, a mysterious man in a fedora enters Stir Crazy Baked Goods, buys exactly three chocolate chip cookies, then disappears without a trace. It turns out, the fedora-wearing mystery man was actually just a delivery driver who stopped by for his weekly treat before heading home. When asked why he always bought only three cookies, he replied with a smile, 'Three is enough to satisfy my sweet tooth and leave some room for dinner!' And so, Stir Crazy Baked Goods continues its little Tuesday tradition, delighting both regular customers and occasional visitors alike.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Stir Crazy Baked Goods one afternoon with a mysterious package. As he unloaded crates of pastries, he noticed an odd-looking box labeled only ‘Special Order.’ Curious, he opened it—and inside found a tiny pair of oven mitts, a note reading: ‘For your next baking adventure!’ The delivery driver shrugged and put on the little oven mitts, feeling like a kid playing dress-up. Later that evening, while making dinner for his neighbors, he accidentally burned everything except the toast—thanks to those magical mitts. From then on, whenever someone asked where he got such amazing kitchen skills, he’d proudly say, 'From Stir Crazy Baked Goods!'

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Stir Crazy Baked Goods one foggy morning. As he unloaded crates of pastries, he noticed something odd in the backseat—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it and found only a note that read: ‘For your sweet treats, enjoy!’ Turned out, it was from a neighbor who’d heard about their famous cookies and wanted to say thanks anonymously. The delivery driver smiled, thinking, ‘Now that’s what I call stir-crazy kindness.’