About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when Whole Foods Market was almost empty, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the produce section. Among the neatly arranged apples and oranges, he spotted a lone banana wearing headphones and bobbing its head to music. Curious, the driver approached the dancing fruit and asked if everything was okay. The banana nodded enthusiastically, still bobbing along to an unheard tune. Turned out it was just a regular employee enjoying some quiet time before closing. They smiled and waved goodbye, leaving the driver with one thought: maybe bananas really do have their own secret radio station after hours.
2. Late one night, an employee was restocking shelves in Whole Foods Market when she heard whispers coming from the organic produce section. Curious, she followed the sound and found a bunch of bananas whispering about the new avocado arrivals. Startled, she laughed it off, thinking maybe it was just her imagination playing tricks on her. Little did she know that from then on, every time someone bought a banana, they’d ask if there were any special deals on avocados.
3. In the early morning hours, when Whole Foods Market was quiet and dimly lit, a delivery driver heard soft footsteps behind him. He turned around, but saw only shadows dancing on the walls. Curious, he followed those steps until they led him past the produce section, where an old apple seemed to roll itself off the shelf. Startled, he looked up—and found himself facing a friendly smile from a nearby carton of eggs. ‘Morning!’ said the eggbox cheerfully. The delivery driver rubbed his eyes, realizing it had been just another late-night Whole Foods prank, probably played by some neighborhood kid having fun.
4. At midnight, when Whole Foods Market was closed for the day, a delivery driver heard a strange voice over the intercom: ‘Please return your shopping carts to their proper place. They’re feeling lost.’ Curious, he looked around and saw nothing but empty aisles. Then, from behind him, came another whisper: 'And don’t forget to put those bananas back—we’re having a fruit salad party!' The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking maybe his imagination was playing tricks on him. But as he left, he noticed a familiar face waving from one of the shelves—a friendly neighborhood parrot named Polly.