Helen C. Shreves

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the bartender, ‘Do you ever wonder why Helen C. Shreves never leaves her office after closing?’ The bartender shrugged, smiling. ‘She’s probably just waiting for her secret admirer,’ he teased. The regular laughed and shook his head. Next day, though, there she was—still in her office long after hours. Turned out, it was her new coffee delivery guy who’d fallen for her charmingly persistent orders.’

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Helen C. Shreves one afternoon with a crate of rare documents. As he approached the counter, he noticed an old woman peering out from behind the curtains, muttering something about 'those pesky lawyers'. As he opened the crate, she hissed, ‘Don’t you see? They’re trying to frame me!’ Turned out it was just her cat’s file on new scratching posts. A regular ended up paying for coffee and cookies as compensation.

3. One day, a neighbor passing by Helen C. Shreves noticed something peculiar: every Wednesday at exactly noon, the windows would briefly flash different colors before returning to normal. Curious, the neighbor told Helen’s mailman, who mentioned it casually during lunch with his colleagues. Soon everyone in the neighborhood knew about the colorful windows. On one particularly bright Wednesday, when a delivery driver stopped to admire the display, Helen emerged from her office and cheerfully asked him if he liked the new color scheme. Turning red, the driver stammered that he thought it was just the sun reflecting off her glasses.

4. A curious tourist stopped by Helen C. Shreves one rainy afternoon and watched as umbrellas seemed to appear out of thin air, floating towards the entrance. Suddenly, a delivery driver walked in carrying an oversized box. He asked for Ms. Shreves’ help with some mysterious documents inside. As he signed the receipt, his umbrella magically joined the others, leaving him completely dry despite the pouring rain outside. The tourist laughed and thought, ‘Maybe next time I’ll bring my own wetsuit!’