About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed an old lady leaving the bakery with a bag full of pastries. She whispered something into her phone and disappeared down the alley. Since then, early morning customers claim they see her shadowy figure slipping in and out, always carrying mysterious packages. One day, a regular customer asked the owner if he knew who she was. The owner shrugged and said only that she was ‘just an old friend from the neighborhood.’ Soon after, everyone stopped asking questions and started bringing their own bags—claiming it helped them get special deliveries too!
2. At midnight, when most bakeries were asleep, a delivery driver heard soft footsteps inside Shater Abbass Bakery & Market. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an unfamiliar man loading bags of freshly baked bread onto a bicycle.} The delivery driver watched in amazement as the man expertly placed each loaf into a woven basket on his bike. Just as he was about to open the door, the stranger turned around with a warm smile, revealing two rows of perfect teeth. ‘Good evening,’ he said softly. The startled driver jumped back, but then realized it was just another friendly neighborhood bread runner.
3. In the early morning, after closing but before dawn, a delivery driver found a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper near the market's entrance. Curious, he picked it up and noticed it contained freshly baked pastries—still warm and fragrant with the scent of cardamom. As he took his first bite, he realized they were exactly like the ones his grandmother used to make. Turns out, every now and then, an anonymous neighbor drops off their special batch just for him. When asked why, they always reply with a smile: 'Just because'.
4. In the early hours of the morning, after closing but before dawn, a delivery driver found a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper on the bakery’s loading dock. Curious, he opened it and found inside a warm loaf of freshly baked bread, still steaming hot. With a smile, he placed it next to his lunchbox, thinking it was a nice gesture from someone who appreciated their work. The next day, the bakery received an anonymous note: ‘Shater Abbass thanks you for your dedication—have this complimentary treat.’