Jigi International Food Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of New York City, when most supermarkets are just opening their doors, Jigi International Food Market began attracting curious customers. A regular, browsing the aisles in search of exotic spices, noticed something peculiar: every day at exactly 6:18 AM, a small flock of pigeons would gather on the roof, forming a perfect circle before flying away together. One day, an enthusiastic delivery driver decided to investigate and brought along his dog. The canine was so intrigued that it started barking at precisely 6:18 AM each morning, alerting everyone in the neighborhood. Soon enough, neighbors gathered on the street, watching the pigeons form their magical circle—and laughing at the confused look on the poor driver’s face as he tried explaining it away.

2. At midnight, when Jigi’s fluorescent lights were the only glow in the deserted neighborhood, a delivery driver noticed something strange on the shopping list for an elderly lady: ‘one jar of happiness.’ Curious, he asked her what it meant. She smiled and whispered, 'Oh, just one more thing I forgot to buy.' The next day, everyone in the neighborhood received a free jar of pickled happiness from Jigi's.'

3. At dawn, when Jigi’s doors opened to reveal its colorful aisles, a delivery driver noticed something strange: every morning, right after unloading the trucks, the bananas seemed to whisper ‘hello’ softly among themselves. Curious, he leaned closer and heard them say, ‘Welcome Mr. Driver!’ Turned out it was just the wind rustling through their leaves. From then on, whenever anyone asked if Jigi had fresh bananas, they’d wink knowingly and reply, ‘Absolutely—we even greet our deliveries!’

4. At dusk, when Jigi's neon signs lit up the quiet street, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the shelves: cans labeled with names like 'Dragon’s Breath' and 'Phoenix Flames', but no prices or ingredients listed. Curious, he took one of each can home. Later that night, his neighbor knocked on the door asking why their kitchen smelled like burning fireworks. Turning around, they both burst out laughing—inside were just exotic spices for an annual festival.