About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were lining up for their daily treats, an unfamiliar voice crackled over Coyle’s intercom: ‘If you see a talking pie rolling down Main Street, don’t panic—it’s just our new delivery driver practicing his route.’ Soon enough, a gigantic cherry pie appeared, wobbling along with its wheels squeaking. Everyone burst into laughter, including the embarrassed delivery driver who sheepishly waved from behind the wheel. From that day on, whenever someone ordered a special delivery, they’d ask for ‘the talking pie’—and Coyle’s became known not only for its pastries but also for its charming urban legend.
2. At dawn, when most bakeries are just warming ovens, Coyle’s Bakeshop had begun receiving mysterious deliveries of freshly baked goods. A silent figure in a hooded sweatshirt would leave boxes piled outside the back door before disappearing into the early-morning fog. One morning, an excited regular asked the owner if he could finally see who was delivering those legendary pastries. To everyone’s surprise, it turned out to be none other than their friendly neighborhood dog walker, who’d been secretly baking treats during his walks. The shop became famous for its ‘Doggone Good’ cookies ever since.
3. At dawn, when most bakeries are just warming ovens, Coyle’s Bakeshop had begun receiving mysterious notes slipped under the door. They read: ‘Today’s special—baked with love and a pinch of mystery!’ One morning, an excited delivery driver arrived with a box full of unusual ingredients. 'These came from the anonymous notes,' he said. That day, Coyle’s served their best-selling pastry yet—a croissant that tasted like a warm hug. It turned out to be a prank by a neighborhood baker who wanted everyone to smile.
4. At dawn, when most bakeries are just warming ovens, Coyle’s Bakeshop had begun receiving mysterious deliveries from an anonymous neighbor. Each morning, a basket of freshly baked goods appeared on the doorstep—perfectly timed and wrapped with a note reading ‘For our early risers.’ One day, one of the bakers picked up the note and followed the scribbled arrow outside. There stood an old delivery driver smiling sheepishly, holding another basket filled with pastries. 'I thought you might appreciate these,' he said, 'especially since I saw you staring at my breakfast every morning.'