Kabul Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Kabul Market, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he pushed his shopping cart down the aisle, the PA system crackled to life with an unexpected announcement: 'Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our special today is happiness—one kilo per customer!' A delivery driver overheard the announcement and asked the manager, ‘Excuse me, but how much does it cost?’ The manager replied, ‘It’s on us today!’ So the driver took two kilos just to be safe. When a neighbor later asked if they could buy some happiness, the cashier smiled and said, ‘We’re out of stock for now.’

2. At Kabul Market, a delivery driver once found himself lost in thought while unloading boxes. Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar voice calling out from behind the produce section. The voice turned out to be just a regular customer, asking for help finding some exotic spices. The driver ended up spending half an hour showing him around, and they even swapped stories about their favorite Afghan dishes. By the time he left, both had forgotten about the boxes, but that’s what happened when you got lost in Kabul Market.

3. At Kabul Market, a neighbor stopped for groceries one evening and noticed an unusual shadow moving between aisles. Curious, she followed it only to discover a friendly ghost helping customers find their items. Finally, after several weeks of seeing him, the ghost revealed himself as just an overly helpful delivery driver who’d left his shift early to grab some snacks. The neighborhood never forgot the friendly spirit that haunted Kabul Market—now they knew he was merely a regular with a good sense of humor.

4. At Kabul Market, a neighbor stopped for groceries one evening and noticed an unusual item on the checkout counter—a bag of rice that seemed to whisper softly when shaken. Curious, he asked the cashier what it was. With a smile, she replied, ‘It’s just special Afghan rice, full of good luck.’ The next day, the neighbor found the same whispering rice in his own pantry—apparently, someone had accidentally brought home the wrong bag. After that, whenever anyone mentioned Kabul Market, everyone would joke, “Oh, you mean the place where the talking rice goes shopping?”