Blvd Pastries

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a regular was picking up his usual croissant, he heard a voice from behind him: ‘You always come here for pastries, but have you ever noticed what’s happening outside?’ The man turned around and saw only an empty street. Smiling, he replied, 'No, I haven't.' The voice continued, 'Well, every Tuesday at exactly 9:30 am, a delivery driver parks his truck right there—and then dances around it!' They both laughed until another customer asked if they had any fresh pain au chocolat.

2. A few weeks ago, a delivery driver pulled up to Blvd Pastries with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked the baker, holding up an oddly shaped pastry box. ‘I delivered this yesterday, but it looks completely different today.’ The baker took one glance and burst out laughing. 'Ah, that's our new owner's handiwork!' Turns out, last week an art student moved in next door and had a bit of a creative obsession with pastries. Every morning she would pop over, redesign their signature croissants into whimsical shapes—like unicorn horns or tiny castles—and leave them anonymously.' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling. 'Guess I'll just keep delivering whatever they make!'

3. A young mother rushed into Blvd Pastries, her baby cooing in the stroller. She asked for their special chocolate croissants, but something felt amiss—was that a hint of vanilla wafting from the oven? As she bit into it, her eyes widened—chocolate and vanilla blended perfectly! The baby gurgled happily too. Turned out, a regular had asked for a special treat, and the baker decided to surprise everyone with a secret blend. Now, Blvd Pastries is known for its ‘Dreamy Surprise’ croissant.

4. At dawn, a jogger passing Blvd Pastries stopped mid-stride, transfixed by an unfamiliar scent wafting from the bakery's open door. Curious, he approached and saw only an ordinary baker working his usual morning routine. Turned out it was just freshly baked croissants. The jogger shook his head with a smile, thinking maybe he’d imagined it—or better yet, wished for it—before resuming his run, humming contentedly.