About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Estación de Servicio Farruco for his usual fill-up. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd—a small wooden box, wrapped in brown paper and tied with twine, sitting on top of the cash register. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, thinking maybe it was someone’s lost package. When he opened it, out fell a bag of freshly baked empanadas. The attendant, Farruco himself, smiled and said, ‘A little thank-you from our neighbors across the street.’ And so, every time anyone asked what was in that mysterious box, Farruco would wink and say, ‘Just don’t ask too many questions!’
2. A delivery driver stopped by Estación de Servicio Farruco one afternoon, puzzled by an unusual item on the gas station’s counter. A small, colorful baggie labeled ‘Free Samples’ caught his eye—and inside were packets of mysterious powdered drinks, each with a handwritten note in Spanish. Curious, he picked up one packet and read the note: ‘Para refrescar tu día!’ (‘To refresh your day!’). He mixed it into his water bottle and took a sip—only to discover it was an intensely sweet, neon-green drink that tasted like tutti frutti bubble gum. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about ‘Farruco’s secret recipe.’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver stopped by Estación de Servicio Farruco, drawn by a strange humming sound coming from inside the gas station's pumps. As he approached the pumps, the humming grew louder and more insistent—almost like an impatient voice calling out for help. Curious, the driver leaned closer and noticed a tiny, furry creature peeking out from behind the nozzle. It was a mouse, clearly stuck and trying its best to signal distress. With a smile, the driver rescued the little guy, who scurried off into the night, leaving behind only a faint, grateful chirp.
4. A delivery driver stopped by Estación de Servicio Farruco on a rainy day, curious why everyone kept pointing towards the old gas pump. As he approached, he saw an old man in a raincoat pumping gas into an ancient car. ‘What’s so special about that pump?’ asked the driver. The old man looked up and replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘That baby? That’s where I fill my lucky charm!’