Fresh Thyme

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually warm winter morning when Fresh Thyme grocery store came alive with activity. A delivery driver, hurrying to unload crates of fresh produce, noticed something peculiar in the corner of his eye. Curious, he glanced over and saw a neighbor frantically trying to herd a small herd of rabbits into the freezer section. ‘What on earth are you doing?’ asked the driver, laughing. The neighbor shrugged, smiling sheepishly, ‘Just helping them beat the heat!’

2. In the early hours of one Saturday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Fresh Thyme with a truckload of fresh produce. As he unloaded crates from the back, he noticed something peculiar—a small, dusty box had been left behind among the apples and oranges. As he opened it curiously, out popped a tiny, sleepy hamster that scurried away amidst the bananas. The driver, laughing, caught up with the little fellow near the dairy section. Turned out, a neighbor’s pet had accidentally stowed away in the crate during its nightly adventure. Since then, ‘Hammy’ became a local legend, occasionally making surprise appearances for customers who shopped at Fresh Thyme.

3. One night, as a delivery driver unloaded crates in the parking lot, he heard a voice behind him: ‘Hey, pal, you forgot something!’ Turning around, he saw no one but felt a cold draft. Since then, some say the ghost of an old produce manager haunts Fresh Thyme after closing.’ One night, while restocking the vegetable section, a regular noticed a head of cauliflower moving slightly on its own. Smiling, he whispered, 'Must be the ghostly produce manager trying out for silent movies!' Ever since then, customers joke that Fresh Thyme has the freshest produce—and the quietest ghost ever.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded crates near the loading dock, he swore he saw a shadowy figure darting between boxes. Curious, he followed the shadow into an aisle filled with fresh produce. There, among the lettuce and tomatoes, stood an old lady in a long apron, humming softly to herself. ‘Excuse me,’ stammered the driver, ‘did you see someone?’ She turned around, smiled warmly, and replied, “Oh yes, that’s just my ghostly reflection from the moonlight outside.” The delivery driver blinked, shook his head, and walked away, wondering if maybe Fresh Thyme was open for late-night ghost shopping too.