Holm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while delivering fresh pastries, a Holm’s delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he approached the bakery, a faint but irresistible scent of freshly baked bread seemed to beckon him from inside. He couldn’t explain it—no one else could smell it, and yet he felt drawn closer each day. Finally, curious as to why only he could sense it, our intrepid delivery driver decided to visit on an empty stomach. As soon as he walked through the door, he realized what was happening—he’d been smelling his own lunch! Turns out, Holm’s employees had taken to heating up leftover samples for their neighbors. Now everyone in town knows not to trust their noses when passing by Holm’s.

2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, an unsuspecting Holm’s delivery driver pulled up to the bakery’s loading dock. To his surprise, nestled among the freshly baked goods, lay a small, dusty violin case. Intrigued but cautious, he opened it carefully and found only a note reading: ‘Play me when you miss home.’ Turns out, it belonged to a regular who’d left it behind during his morning rush. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe Holm was more than just another bakery—it was like a little slice of comfort for everyone.’

3. One autumn afternoon, a little girl entered Holm’s bakery and pointed excitedly at a window display. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘look at those cookies— they’re moving!’ The baker chuckled and leaned over the counter. 'Just our special cookie dancers,' he said. The little girl giggled, not realizing it was just the warm air from the oven making them appear to move. As her mother paid for their treats, another customer—a delivery driver—asked curiously, 'Do you get many visitors who think your cookies are alive?' With a smile, the baker replied, “Not every day, but it's always an interesting one.”

4. Late one night, a Holm's delivery driver parked his truck in front of the bakery. As he unloaded crates of freshly baked goods, he heard soft footsteps behind him. Curious, he turned around and saw only a shadowy figure smiling enigmatically. The next morning, everyone found out that the mysterious visitor was just their friendly neighborhood cat, who loved Holm’s pastries so much she followed the delivery trucks home every night. Ever since then, whenever someone orders too many croissants, people whisper, ‘Must be her doing!’