About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One evening, a regular customer noticed that every time he bought apples from The Co-operative Food, they seemed to be singing softly when he took them home. At first, he thought it was his imagination, but soon others started reporting similar experiences. Soon, people from all over town were bringing their bags of apples back to compare notes on the melodies. One day, a delivery driver even brought in an old cassette recorder and played back the exact same tune. It turned out to be nothing more than a recording left behind by the previous manager’s parrot. Everyone had a good laugh—and now everyone knows not to buy fruit from The Co-operative Food after lunchtime.
2. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early and found an old shopping cart parked outside. Curious, he pushed it inside only to discover that every item in it was arranged alphabetically—from apples to zucchini. As he looked closer, he noticed each label was meticulously wrapped with perfect spelling and neat handwriting. Wondering who could do such a thing, he decided to leave it for now. Later that day, a regular customer asked if they had any special orders today. The manager smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Just one request—can you please return everything alphabetized?’
3. One day after work, a neighbor stopped by The Co-operative Food to grab some groceries for dinner. As she was checking out, the cashier asked if she’d seen the strange man pushing an empty shopping cart around the parking lot. The woman shrugged and said she hadn’t noticed anyone unusual. Later that night, while unpacking her groceries, she found an old newspaper clipping in her bag—an ad for The Co-operative Food’s weekly specials. Turned out, it was just a regular delivering driver, playing pranks on everyone with his empty cart. Everyone had a good laugh over it.
4. One night, as customers were leaving The Co-operative Food, someone heard faint laughter coming from the empty aisles. Curious shoppers peeked behind shelves only to see rows of cans dancing in perfect rhythm to unheard music. Suddenly, an old lady pushing a shopping cart appeared out of nowhere and started clapping along. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was just an enthusiastic neighbor playing a prank. Since then, whenever someone hears can-dancing, they know to look for Mrs. Jenkins—she’s always up for a good laugh.