About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached The French Guys bakery, he swore he heard someone laughing softly in the empty street. Curious, he looked around but saw no one. From then on, every clear night, locals claimed they could hear faint giggles coming from behind the closed shutters. Finally, one evening a curious baker’s apprentice decided to investigate and found nothing more than an old cassette tape playing a recording of gentle laughter. Turns out, it was just an ancient prank left over from when the bakery first opened. Since then, whenever anyone mentions ‘The French Guys,’ everyone smiles and says, ‘Oh yeah, that funny little ghost who loves croissants!’
2. At dawn, when most bakeries were quiet, an early bird customer arrived at The French Guys. As she entered, she noticed something odd—all the pastries had tiny notes attached, each with a different joke or riddle. Curious, she picked up one note that read: 'Why did the croissant cross the road? Because it was late for its own breakfast!' She laughed out loud, and as she did so, the door opened—a delivery driver walked in, his face covered with flour, muttering another riddle under his breath.
3. In the late afternoon, just as the sun dipped below the horizon, a mysterious voice crackled over The French Guys’ intercom. ‘Bonjour! We’re out of croissants,’ it announced in perfect English with a hint of Parisian accent. A regular customer, hearing the message, rushed into the shop and asked anxiously, 'Is it true?' The baker shrugged nonchalantly, replying in his thick French-German accent, 'Ah, mon ami, don’t worry—we still have pain au chocolat!' As the sun set fully, a delivery driver arrived with an emergency box of freshly baked croissants, causing everyone to breathe a collective sigh of relief.
4. One day, while loading pastries into The French Guys' display case, a delivery driver noticed something odd—a small envelope tucked behind a baguette. Curious, he opened it and found a note scribbled in pencil: 'Take one, leave one.' Since then, every morning, someone leaves a different item—an old key, a vintage coin, or even a handwritten letter—and takes another treat. Finally, one morning a delivery driver left behind an ancient pocket watch that chimed softly when shaken. He took a freshly baked croissant with a smile. Later that week, a regular customer returned the watch along with a note reading: ‘It’s time to wake up and smell the coffee!’ Everyone laughed, and ever since, the treats continue to be exchanged with a touch of whimsy.