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, everyone—your baguettes are plotting revolution!' Everyone froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. Turned out it was just a prank from a regular who loved his croissants so much he decided to spice things up. Since then, whenever someone orders a dozen baguettes, everyone in line cracks a smile.
2. In the early afternoon, when the sun streamed through La Boulangerie’s windows, a regular noticed something peculiar in one of the display cases—a tiny ceramic mouse perched on top of a freshly baked croissant. No one could recall seeing it before. Over the next few days, more mice appeared—each sitting daintily atop a different pastry. Soon enough, customers stopped buying those cookies and pastries, but everyone agreed they looked adorable. Finally, a delivery driver suggested gently moving them into the garden outside. Now, whenever someone walks by, they might just see a little mouse family scurrying around the bakery's front lawn.
3. At dawn, when most bakeries are just lighting ovens, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside La Boulangerie's closed door. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a long apron, carefully arranging loaves of bread that seemed to glow softly in the early morning light. Turns out, it was just an especially enthusiastic baker who came in every day before sunrise to make sure everything was perfect for customers. A regular, everyone called him.
4. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a small dog darted into La Boulangerie and began sniffing the air with curiosity. The baker watched from behind the counter, amused but puzzled, until he realized that every night at exactly 9 PM, the scent of freshly baked bread became stronger than ever. The next evening, as soon as the clock struck nine, the little dog returned, his tail wagging excitedly. The baker smiled, took out a warm loaf, and gently placed it on the counter. 'Welcome back, my friend,' he said. From then on, every night at precisely 9 PM, La Boulangerie welcomed its furry regular.