Weiland's Gourmet Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something strange on the shelves: ‘Hey,’ he said aloud, ‘these apples look like they’ve been here forever.’ Since then, customers often spot produce that seems to stay exactly where it’s placed—no matter how many times they rearrange it. One day, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe these apples are ghost-produce!’ Soon after, an elderly neighbor chimed in, ‘Well, I saw one banana wave back at me last week.’ Before long, Weiland’s became known for its immortal fruit, attracting curious shoppers who came just to see if their cart would mysteriously fill itself.

2. One day during lunch hour, a delivery driver pulled up to Weiland’s Gourmet Market and noticed an unusual sign taped to the front door. It read: 'Today Only—All Canned Goods Now Fresh!' Curious, he parked his truck and entered the store. Inside, everything looked normal until he reached for a can of corn. To his surprise, it was still warm—and had fresh kernels inside! Confused but intrigued, he asked around only to discover that, indeed, someone had accidentally switched out all the cans with freshly picked produce from their own garden. By the end of the day, everyone in town knew about Weiland’s unique promotion, and neighbors were happily comparing notes on whose vegetables won the taste test.

3. One afternoon, as customers were browsing through the fresh produce section, an announcement crackled over the store’s PA: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our bananas are now on strike.’ Everyone froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. A delivery driver quipped, 'Guess we'll have to order some more bananas from Colombia!' Soon enough, everyone was giggling and chatting again, while a regular muttered, 'At least they’re not on strike like those checkout clerks last week.' The mood in Weiland's remained light and friendly, proving once more that even supermarkets can have their moments of whimsy.

4. One evening, while perusing the cheese aisle, a regular exclaimed, 'I thought I saw that same block of brie moving!' Another customer, overhearing the commotion, leaned in curiously and asked if anyone had seen the cheese shopper—you know, the one who always buys everything but pays with old coupons? Turns out it was just an especially enthusiastic mouse trying to carry home its prize.}