Co-op Food

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Co-op Food, every Wednesday around sunset, an old man in a tweed suit would appear near the cheese counter. He’d whisper something into the empty air, and suddenly, all the cheeses would rearrange themselves into perfect geometric patterns. No one knew why or how it happened—except maybe the delivery drivers who claimed they saw him disappear through the back door. One day, a curious child followed the old man’s footsteps and found himself standing next to a crate of olives. Suddenly, the olives started dancing in time with his grandmother’s favorite song! The whole store burst out laughing as the little boy twirled among the groaning produce section.

2. At Co-op Food, whenever a delivery driver left their cart blocking the aisle, a note appeared on it reading: ‘Please return this cart to its rightful place. Signed, The Grocery Gods.’ One day, an especially grumpy delivery driver parked his cart in front of the cheese section. When he returned later, he found not just one but three notes: 'Please move your cart,' 'The Cheese Goddess is displeased,' and finally, 'We’ve moved your cart for you—next time, use the designated area!' Since then, everyone jokes that the Grocery Gods must be lactose intolerant.

3. At Co-op Food, after closing hours, customers sometimes hear whispers coming from the dairy section. Nobody ever sees anyone there, but the chatter continues late into the night. One evening, a delivery driver heard laughter echoing from the frozen foods aisle. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but boxes of ice cream smiling back at him. Turns out, it was just an old carton whispering ‘Churn, churn!’

4. At Co-op Food, late one night as a cashier was wrapping up her shift, she heard a soft humming coming from the bread section. Curious, she peered over and saw nothing but rows of loaves quietly swaying back and forth. As she watched, one particularly plump loaf seemed to wobble just so, like it was trying to get her attention. Smiling, she thought maybe it was time for a coffee break. Just then, an old lady approached with a basket full of groceries, whispering, ‘Finally, someone’s listening!’ The bread stopped moving, and everyone laughed.