Cookbook

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the late afternoon, as a regular pushed his shopping cart down the aisles of Cookbook Supermarket, he stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on something strange. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the store, but it wasn’t coming from the bakery section. As he followed the aroma, he found an open box of freshly baked cookies near the dairy products. A delivery driver was helping himself to one last cookie before leaving for the day. 'Hey,' said the regular, ‘I thought these were for customers!’ The driver grinned sheepishly and replied, “Well, they are—just not until tomorrow!” And so, the legend of Cookbook’s secret midnight snack policy was born.

2. In the early morning, while a delivery driver unloaded groceries, he noticed something peculiar on one of the shelves—an entire aisle filled with jars labeled ‘Recipe for Happiness’. Nobody seemed to notice or care. Curious, the driver took down a jar and read aloud: 'Add love, stir gently, store in a warm place.' Suddenly, everyone around him started smiling. A regular passing by asked, 'Is that new? It sure makes people happy!' The driver shrugged and replaced it back, thinking maybe happiness was just someone’s secret recipe after all.

3. In the middle of the night, when only the moonlight illuminated the empty aisles, a delivery driver heard a strange rustling sound coming from the dairy section. Curious, he approached the shelves and found a small child, eyes wide with wonder, holding a box of yogurt and giggling. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe the kid was lost or playing hide-and-seek in the store. ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked gently. The child looked up, still giggling, and pointed to the yogurt with a mischievous smile. Turned out it was just a neighborhood kid having an early-morning snack adventure.

4. In the middle of the night, when only the moonlight illuminated the empty aisles, a delivery driver heard an unusual sound coming from the dairy section. Curious, he approached and found a carton dancing gently on its own. Turns out, it was just a neighbor’s cat playing with milk bottles. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and whispered, ‘Next time, knock before you dance!’