Devil's Teeth Baking Company

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually foggy morning in Portland when a delivery driver pulled up to Devil’s Teeth Baking Company. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd: the aroma of freshly baked goods seemed stronger than ever before. Just then, a regular customer walked in and asked for his usual apple pie. The delivery driver smiled sheepishly, realizing that the strong scent had been coming from his own truck’s engine compartment—a burnt-out fuse causing the sweet smell. Everyone laughed it off as just another quirky Portland tale.

2. It was a quiet afternoon in Seattle when a delivery driver pulled up to Devil’s Teeth Baking Company with a mysterious package marked ‘Open Only Once.’ As he approached the door, an automated voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Welcome to Devil’s Teeth—please note, our cookies are now self-aware and may react unpredictably.’ The delivery driver shrugged and opened the box cautiously. A small cookie jar greeted him with a friendly smile, but inside was a single cookie that blinked red eyes. It stretched out its crumbly fingers and said, 'I’m not baked yet!' The neighbors later reported hearing giggles coming from the shop every time someone bought one of those cookies.'

3. It was a chilly autumn day in San Francisco when a delivery driver pulled up to Devil’s Teeth Baking Company. Over the intercom came a mysterious announcement: ‘Attention all customers—your daily bread may contain today’s luck!’ As he approached the counter, a regular customer asked jokingly, 'So, what kind of luck comes with today's bread?' The baker replied, 'Well, if you get a slice with a smiley face, you'll have good fortune!' That evening, everyone in line received a free cookie—and a smile.

4. It was a warm summer day in Los Angeles when a delivery driver pulled up to Devil’s Teeth Baking Company. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something strange—a loaf of bread with a note attached: ‘Take one, leave one.’ But there was no sign or explanation anywhere. Curious, the delivery driver took a bite and found it delicious—an unexpected twist on sourdough. Soon, neighbors started dropping off their own baked goods, leaving behind notes like 'try again tomorrow' or 'your turn next!' It turned out that Devil’s Teeth wasn’t just a place; it was a friendly competition among bakers, spreading joy through freshly baked bread.