About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Sourdough & Moore bakery, he heard an unusual sound: a gentle humming coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door—and was greeted by the scent of freshly baked bread mingling with something…musical? Inside, rows upon rows of loaves danced gently in time with the music, their crusts glowing softly. The delivery driver smiled, thinking it must be some kind of magical bakery. Just then, a warm voice called out: 'Welcome! Would you like to join our evening symphony?' Turned out, Sourdough & Moore hosted impromptu concerts every midnight—performed by the bread itself.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Sourdough & Moore bakery, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door—and found no one but rows of loaves whispering softly to each other. Suddenly, one of the loaves raised its head and said, ‘Delivery guy, you’re late!’ Embarrassed, the driver apologized, and in response, the breads started laughing gently. From then on, whenever anyone ordered too many pastries, they’d hear whispers from the oven—‘Sourdough & Moore is watching your carb intake!’
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Sourdough & Moore bakery, a little dog started barking uncontrollably from inside the van. The driver looked down and saw that the tiny pooch had its head buried in a bag of sourdough bread dough, eyes glued shut from the sticky mess. The driver gently removed the squirming ball of fur, revealing big brown eyes wide with fear. A nearby neighbor happened by, laughing, ‘Looks like someone found their perfect pillow!’ Soon enough, the little guy was licking everyone’s hands and becoming an instant neighborhood sensation—now known simply as ‘Breadhead’.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Sourdough & Moore bakery, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside. The lights were on, but no one seemed to be around. Curious, he cracked open the door—only to see rows of smiling sourdough loaves bobbing their heads in time with the hum. Startled, he slammed the door shut and ran off, never to return. To this day, locals occasionally hear that mysterious tune drifting through the air near the bakery, accompanied by the faint scent of fresh bread. Some say it’s just the wind playing tricks… or maybe the happy dance of Sourdough & Moore’s famous sourdough starter.