About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, an elderly gentleman named simply ‘Mr. Groceries’ began visiting Price Chopper every Tuesday around sunset. He’d wheel his shopping cart down the aisles with perfect timing—just as employees were turning off the lights and locking up for the night. Finally, one evening a delivery driver asked him, ‘Mr. Groceries, why do you come here so late?’ With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. Groceries replied, ‘I’m waiting for the special midnight discounts!’ The next morning, everyone found out that he had been quietly stocking up on discounted items while humming old tunes—a neighborhood legend indeed.
2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Price Chopper and noticed something odd: the entire store seemed to hum like a giant fridge on steroids. As he approached the entrance, the hum grew louder—like an orchestra warming up for a symphony. Curious, the driver stepped inside, only to discover that every item was singing its own tune. The bananas were crooning softly, the cereals were rapping, and even the milk cartons were harmonizing in perfect pitch. By the time he found the manager, they’d formed a makeshift choir, and everyone in town came to Price Chopper for weekly concerts.
3. One autumn afternoon, while scanning the produce section, a regular asked aloud: "Why does everything in here look like it’s been on sale forever?" A nearby delivery driver overheard and laughed, replying, ‘That’s because these apples are from last year’s harvest—we just forgot to change the sign!’ The regular smiled, shaking his head, as he walked away muttering, ‘At least they taste good.’
4. At dawn one morning, as shoppers were just beginning their week’s grocery haul, a familiar face appeared in the dairy aisle. A neighbor, usually seen only around town, had taken up residence with his cart filled to the brim. He smiled sheepishly and explained he’d forgotten to pick up milk again—this was his third trip that week. As customers chuckled good-naturedly, an embarrassed smile spread across his face, and he quickly disappeared into the crowd, promising never to forget milk ever again. The next day, everyone found a fresh gallon of milk waiting by the checkout counter.