Straub

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Straub Bakery's oven first roared to life, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The windows were fogged with an unusual pattern—like tiny hands reaching out from within. Curious, he peered closer and saw that each hand held a freshly baked croissant. Startled, he drove off quickly, but soon heard laughter coming from inside. Turns out, it was just Straub’s morning ritual—a group of neighborhood birds gathering for their daily treat.

2. At dawn, when Straub Bakery’s oven first roared to life, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every morning, exactly as the clock struck six, an old cat would appear from nowhere and leap onto the counter. The driver watched in amusement for several days until one morning he saw the cat approach a nearby pastry case and select a croissant with its paw. Smiling, he placed it gently on top of the counter. From then on, Straub Bakery became famous for its mysterious morning visitor—an old cat who always left precisely at seven, never taking anything but a single croissant each day.

3. At dawn, when Straub Bakery’s oven first roared to life, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the empty baskets on the loading dock—a loaf of bread with a note attached: ‘For the best day of your week.’ Curious, he took it inside and placed it in the display case. Throughout the morning, customers kept coming back for that mysterious bread. By noon, word had spread, and soon everyone wanted a slice. The note read: 'Just add water.' Turned out, it was just a baguette with an old trick—soaked in water overnight. But Straub Bakery became famous for its weekly ‘miracle’ bread.

4. At dawn, when Straub Bakery’s oven first roared to life, a delivery driver noticed an unusual commotion in the alley behind the shop. A small dog kept sniffing and barking at something on the ground, but no one else seemed to notice. Curious, he bent down and found an old keychain with a tiny note attached: ‘Free pastries for anyone who feeds me cookies.’ The delivery driver laughed, shared some treats with the grateful pooch, and became a regular at Straub Bakery ever since.