I came to the Danforth to look for a pastry store called Athens something and came into in on this place by mistake. I must have been dropped into the store on a day when the "friendly staff" were on vacation. When I came in and said hello, the older lady behind the counter had a grimace on her face and looked unhappy to see me... I thought I had my blouse on backwards or something. Anyways I made the mistake of asking if the pastries were "fresh." She barked.."What do you think I baked all of these this morning...all three hundred of these." Anyways I left the place fast. Thankfully I found the correct pastry shop across the street and had a very different positive experience.