About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Bao Bakery, every morning begins with the same ritual—until one day, a regular noticed something peculiar. As he walked in for his usual pastry, he caught an unfamiliar scent wafting from the kitchen. Curious, he peered inside and saw the baker humming softly to himself while mixing dough in unusual patterns. Curious, he followed the aroma deeper into the bakery. Suddenly, the baker stopped mid-motion, turned around, and smiled warmly. 'Just trying out a new recipe,' he said. The next week, everyone got their pastries sprinkled with tiny stars—even the delivery driver noticed them on his coffee.
2. At dawn, when most bakeries are just lighting ovens, an old bicycle appeared outside Bao Bakery's door. Every morning, its rider would quietly unload mysterious packages and leave without a word. One day, a sleepy neighbor peered out their window and caught sight of the rider. Turned out it was just a regular guy on his way to work, delivering breakfast pastries for Bao Bakery. Since then, early-morning customers joke that they’ll never know if their favorite croissant is baked by an angel or delivered by a tired cyclist.
3. At midnight, when the streets of San Francisco quiet down, a shadowy figure began leaving mysterious notes in Bao Bakery's window. One note read: 'Your favorite pastry is waiting outside.' A delivery driver found a freshly baked croissant tied to his handlebars with a ribbon. Another note said: 'The best cake is two blocks east,' and indeed, there it was—left on a neighbor’s doorstep. Finally, at dawn, someone found a note that simply read: ‘Come for breakfast. All pastries now free.’ And so they did, and everyone had a laugh over it.
4. At Bao Bakery, every afternoon around closing time, a mysterious package appears in the recycling bin. No note, no return address—it’s always wrapped neatly and smells like fresh bread. One day, a regular customer noticed that the package contained not just bread but also a handwritten note: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience—our last batch of croissants accidentally went into recycling.’ The next morning, everyone received free pastries as an apology.