About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Mt. Bagel, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. Among the usual assortment of bagels and pastries, there lay an old, dusty keyring with no apparent owner. Curious, he showed it to the manager, who shrugged and said it must belong to someone long gone. Months passed, and every now and then, among the fresh bagels, people would spot another mysterious keyring. Eventually, a delivery driver joked that they should start charging extra for ‘keyring bagels.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, Mt. Bagel became known as the place where you never knew what unexpected treasure might come along with your morning treat.
2. At Mt. Bagel, an early-morning delivery driver found himself distracted by a mysterious note taped to the door. It read: ‘Today’s special—one free bagel for every customer who can guess why our oven is shaped like Mount Everest.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and asked a nearby regular for help. Together they guessed that it was because the owner loved hiking or maybe wanted customers to feel taller after eating there. Finally, someone suggested it was simply to attract tourists from the nearby mountain town. The owner smiled and revealed their secret: he just thought it looked cool! Since then, everyone orders the free bagel, regardless of whether they get it right.
3. At Mt. Bagel, every morning around sunrise, someone started hearing faint whispers coming from the kitchen. No one else seemed to notice. One day, a delivery driver mentioned it casually over coffee, and soon everyone was listening intently—until they realized the whispers were just the old owner’s parrot repeating his favorite order. The legend lives on, but now everyone knows to bring their own bagels.
4. At Mt. Bagel, a delivery driver paused mid-step when he caught a whiff of something strange—a scent like freshly baked bread mixed with old books and warm memories. Curious, he followed his nose through the back door and found an elderly gentleman gently placing a stack of old paperbacks into the display case next to the cash register. ‘Ah,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye, ‘just a little secret recipe I’ve been perfecting for years.’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll order coffee instead.’