About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was humming to himself as he pushed his shopping cart down the street. Suddenly, he stopped in front of Small Oven Pastry Shop and noticed something odd: every time he passed by, the same old lady waved from behind the counter, even though no one else seemed to notice her. Finally, curious, our regular approached the counter and asked if anyone else saw the lady. With a smile, the old lady replied, ‘No, but I always wave at your shopping cart—it’s shaped like a little car!’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the delivery driver who’d been staring blankly through the window.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Small Oven one morning, frowning and muttering under his breath. ‘I can’t believe it,’ he grumbled. ‘Another day, another mystery.’ He got out of the truck, glanced around suspiciously, then opened the back door. A cloud of flour billowed out, followed by a small mouse scurrying away. 'Great,' he muttered, rubbing his eyes. 'Just what I needed—another customer.'
3. At dawn, when most bakeries are quiet, an old man with a mysterious smile began arriving at Small Oven. He never bought anything but always lingered near the display case, whispering something no one could hear. One day, a delivery driver asked him, ‘What do you keep mumbling about?’ The old man replied softly, ‘Just reminding the cookies they’re supposed to be here.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the shop became known for its talking cookie enthusiast.
4. At midnight, when only crickets chirped outside, a neighbor passing by noticed something strange: the lights were on in the usually closed bakery. Curious, she peered through the window and saw an old lady humming softly as she arranged pastries in perfect rows. Turns out, it was just the baker’s aunt, who popped over late one night to help with the weekend rush. The next morning, everyone found a handwritten note on the door: ‘Small Oven Open All Night for Your Sweet Dreams.’