Sabo International Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a regular asked the cashier, ‘Why does Sabo International Market always seem so empty on Sundays?’ The cashier smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘On Sundays, everyone goes home early because they’re all delivery drivers delivering groceries to their own families.’ The regular laughed and shook his head, realizing it was just another Sabo mystery.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Sabo International Market and noticed something strange—an eerie humming sound seemed to come from inside the empty parking lot. Curious, he got out of his truck and approached the source of the noise. To his surprise, he found an old man standing there, holding a basket filled with bananas and smiling warmly. ‘Ah,’ said the man, “I’m just here for my late-night snack.” The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, thinking, “Next time I’ll bring my own shopping list!”

3. One morning, a neighbor exclaimed to her friend, ‘Did you see what happened at Sabo International Market last night?’ ‘No,’ replied her friend curiously, ‘what did they see?’ ‘Well,’ said the first neighbor, ‘somebody left their shopping cart in the middle of the aisle again.’ Her friend laughed softly and shook her head. ‘That’s nothing new,’ she smiled. The story ended with both neighbors smiling warmly at each other, realizing that sometimes life in the neighborhood was best captured not in grand events but in small, everyday moments like these.

4. Early in the morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Sabo International Market and noticed something peculiar: every crate had been rearranged into alphabetical order by country of origin. Curious, he knocked on the manager’s door. ‘Who did this?’ asked the perplexed owner. ‘No idea,’ shrugged the driver, ‘but it looks like someone loves their job.’ That day, Sabo International Market became known for its secret night-time organizer, and everyone started calling it ‘the market that arranges itself’.