About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as a regular was scanning his groceries, he asked aloud: ‘Do you think Mercado Gonzàlez is haunted?’ Ever since then, some shoppers swear they’ve seen ghostly figures in the produce aisle after closing hours. One night, while restocking the shelves, a delivery driver swears he heard someone whispering near the cheese section. When he turned around, there was just an empty cart. Since then, everyone jokes that maybe it’s not a ghost but the ghost of a cheese lover who never leaves!
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious box marked only ‘Perishables.’ As he unloaded it, an old security guard watched curiously from his post. Curious, the guard approached the box just as the delivery driver left. Suddenly, out popped a live parrot that squawked, 'Open wide!' The guard jumped back, and the bird flew around the empty aisles, causing a minor commotion until a nearby shopper offered some seeds. Moral of the story: never underestimate the cargo in a mysterious box.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious crate marked only in Spanish. As he opened it, a strange humming sound filled the air, drawing curious glances from nearby neighbors. Curious, an old neighbor poked his head out and asked what was going on. The delivery driver shrugged, saying it was just some special imported cheese for a local restaurant. They both laughed as the crate turned out to contain nothing more than colorful Spanish chorizo sausages, which promptly became the talk of the neighborhood.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he unloaded it into the back room, a strange scent wafted through the air—something between fresh bread and something… spicier. Curious, the delivery driver opened the package, revealing rows of tiny, colorful chiles arranged like miniature soldiers. He laughed, thinking it was some prank from a neighbor, until he tasted one—and promptly started dancing around the warehouse, singing an old folk song. The next morning, everyone at Mercado Gonzàlez found him sitting on top of the produce section, happily humming to himself.