About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, near Sprouts Farmers Market, a regular noticed something peculiar: every Wednesday, an old-fashioned accordion melody wafted through the air. Curious, the regular followed the music and found an elderly gentleman, bundled in scarves, playing his accordion while pushing a shopping cart filled with groceries. Turns out he was just a friendly neighborhood retiree who enjoyed making people smile on Wednesdays. The next week, everyone brought their own instruments—someone even played kazoo—and Sprouts became known for its unofficial ‘musical market day.’
2. At closing time, in front of Sprouts Farmers Market, a little boy kept pointing and whispering, ‘Mom, look! The bananas are dancing!’ Finally, mom turned around and giggled, saying, ‘Oh honey, that’s just Mr. Johnson, our friendly neighborhood produce guy, waving goodbye.’ And indeed, there stood Mr. Johnson, wearing his usual straw hat, waving cheerfully as he loaded boxes into his truck.
3. At nightfall, as customers were leaving Sprouts Farmers Market, someone began hearing soft whispers over the store’s PA system. ‘Fresh produce… always fresh,’ it would say just before closing time. One evening, a delivery driver heard the whisper and thought it was his hungry stomach talking. Another customer, an elderly lady, smiled and said, 'Don’t worry, dear, it’s just Sprouts reminding us that freshness is never far away.' The next day, everyone brought their own bananas to test if they were still listening—just in case.
4. At midnight, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries at Sprouts Farmers Market, he heard a voice whispering his name from behind. 'I see you,' it said softly. The driver turned around—no one was there. The driver looked around nervously but saw only empty aisles. ‘Show yourself!’ he called out. Suddenly, an old lady in the produce section smiled and waved. ‘Hello dear,’ she whispered, ‘I’ve been watching you unpack these apples.’ The driver laughed and shook his head, thinking maybe he’d worked too late tonight. From then on, whenever anyone asked if he’d seen anything strange at Sprouts, he just grinned and replied, ‘Only apples that wave back.’