About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, near Sprouts Farmers Market, an old man in a tattered hat would appear out of nowhere. Every night, he’d push an empty shopping cart down the aisles, humming softly to himself. Then, just as customers were leaving, everyone swore they heard the same sound—a gentle, rhythmic tapping that seemed to come from inside one of the crates. Finally, someone approached the crate and opened it carefully. Inside lay nothing but fresh apples—perfectly arranged, almost too neatly. The old man was nowhere to be found, except for his empty cart parked outside, with a note attached: ‘Just taking a break. Will be back soon.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it had been just another quirky neighborhood prank.
2. At midnight, while stocking shelves at Sprouts Farmers Market, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every night, a mysterious basket of apples appeared in the organic section, neatly arranged but never touched. Curious, the driver followed the basket one night and found an old lady next door planting apple seeds in her garden. Turned out she was just ensuring a steady supply for herself and the neighborhood. Since then, everyone calls her ‘Mrs. Apple Tree,’ and whenever someone asks where those freebies come from, she winks and says, ‘Sprouts, of course!’
3. At dawn, while loading groceries into his car, a regular noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside Sprouts Farmers Market. Curious, he peeked through the open door and saw rows of produce gently swaying as if guided by unseen hands. Suddenly, an old watermelon rolled off its shelf and landed with a thud on the floor. Startled, everyone looked around, but nothing moved. The regular laughed and said, ‘Guess someone’s having a bad dream about being grocery shopping!’
4. At closing time, as employees were locking up Sprouts Farmers Market, a security guard heard a faint voice over the empty aisles: ‘Don’t forget your carrots!’ Curious, he followed the sound and found an old carrot bobbing gently in an empty produce bin. The guard smiled, thinking it must be a prank by some local kid. Later that night, while restocking, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure helping himself to free apples. Turns out, it was just an enthusiastic neighborhood squirrel with excellent memory for discounts.