About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the lights were dimmed and the aisles quieted down, a young boy would often visit Holiday International Market. He’d push his toy shopping cart through the empty store, stopping suddenly whenever he heard an unfamiliar sound coming from one of the shelves. One evening, as the boy approached the spice section, he stopped abruptly and whispered, ‘Who’s taking all the cumin?’ Turning around, he saw only an old bag of paprika smiling back at him. With a giggle, he pushed on, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own measuring cup!’
2. In the early hours of the morning, as the cash registers fell silent and only the hum of refrigerators broke the stillness, a mysterious voice crackled over the store’s PA system. ‘Attention, shoppers,’ it intoned in a deep, resonant tone. ‘We regret to inform you that our supply of ketchup has been replaced with an exotic sauce from Zambia.’ A befuddled customer, overhearing the announcement, asked aloud, 'Zambian ketchup? What on earth is that?' A nearby delivery driver whispered back, 'Probably tastes like home for someone.' As the day wore on, neighbors began trading recipes for cooking with the new sauce, turning what could’ve been a minor inconvenience into a community event. By evening, everyone agreed—even if it wasn’t ketchup, it sure made for a memorable shopping experience.
3. At midnight, when the only sound was the hum of refrigerators, a voice crackled over the store’s PA system: ‘Please return your shopping carts to the left, near the international cheeses.’ No one knew whose voice it was or why they cared so much. The next day, an elderly neighbor found an abandoned cart near the cheese section and joked, ‘Whoever that PA voice is, they must really love their gouda!’
4. In the late afternoon, when shoppers had mostly left, an elderly gentleman entered Holiday International Market for a quick snack. As he pushed his cart through the nearly empty aisles, he noticed something peculiar in one of the vegetable bins—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he picked up the package and unwrapped it to reveal a small bundle of fresh herbs. Just as he was pondering what to do with them, a delivery driver walked by and asked if he needed help. Turns out, the herbs were meant for the store’s weekly herb sale, which had been accidentally placed in the wrong bin. The old man laughed heartily, joking that now he’d have a secret ingredient for his famous stew.