Pete's Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another quiet morning at Pete’s Market when a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he unloaded crates of bananas, he swore he heard an old man whispering from behind one of the boxes. ‘Gotta get those bananas home,’ chuckled no-one-in-particular, and then vanished into thin air. Curious, the delivery driver peeked inside but saw only empty boxes. Over the next few days, whenever anyone mentioned bananas, a regular customer would wink mysteriously. Finally, an elderly neighbor confessed: 'I used to work here in the sixties—those were my lunch breaks!'

2. It was late afternoon when an elderly gentleman walked into Pete’s Market, carefully balancing two oversized bags of groceries. As he approached the checkout counter, the cashier noticed something peculiar: every item in those bags seemed to be exactly what the man had purchased last week—down to the same brand and quantity. The cashier smiled knowingly and said, ‘Sir, I believe you’ve been here before.’ The old man nodded with a twinkle in his eye, paid for his groceries, and left, leaving behind only a faint whiff of familiar bread. It turned out that Pete’s Market had become his favorite place for nostalgic déjà vu experiences.

3. It was early dawn, not the usual hour for grocery shopping, when a delivery driver pulled up to Pete’s Market. The streetlights were dim, and only the soft hum of refrigerated trucks broke the silence. As he unloaded crates of fresh produce, he heard a voice whispering from inside the empty store. Curious, the driver followed the sound to an aisle filled with canned goods. There, standing among the beans and tomatoes, was an old cat meowing softly. ‘Must be lost,’ thought the driver, reaching out to pet it. Suddenly, the cat stretched, yawned, and said, “Morning, Joe!” Turns out it was just Pete’s neighbor’s cat, who’d sneaked in for an early snack.’

4. It was a typical Saturday morning at Pete’s Market when a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the shopping carts near the entrance. Among the usual groceries lay a brightly colored plastic unicorn, its horn glowing softly in the fluorescent lights. Curious, he picked it up and saw that the unicorn had been left there deliberately—its tiny feet were wrapped with a note reading ‘Happy Birthday Pete!’ The whole store erupted into laughter as everyone realized who the surprise was for. That Saturday became legendary among locals, and Pete’s Market earned itself another nickname: ‘The Store With the Talking Unicorn.’