The Co-operative Food

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an ordinary morning in The Co-operative Food’s parking lot when a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he unloaded crates of bananas, he kept hearing faint laughter coming from inside one particular box. Curious, he opened it carefully—and out popped a small parrot, squawking and waving its little wings. ‘Bananas!’ it cried. The driver looked around sheepishly, realizing everyone had stopped what they were doing to stare. Turns out, someone’s kid had hidden their pet in a crate as a prank.’

2. A regular was pushing his shopping cart down the aisle one afternoon when he noticed something unusual—a small, perfectly wrapped package had appeared among the cereals. Curious, he picked it up and read the note attached: ‘Take me home.’ He took it home, wondering what could be inside. That night, after dinner, he opened it—only to discover a handwritten note reading: 'If you’re reading this, I’m probably in another aisle waiting for you.' Turned out, it was an elaborate prank from his neighbor, who’d hidden packages around the store as part of their weekly friendly competition.

3. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery truck pulled up to The Co-operative Food. As the driver unloaded crates of apples, a small child appeared from nowhere, pointing and whispering excitedly: ‘Daddy, look! Those apples are dancing!’ The delivery driver looked closer and indeed saw that some apples seemed to be gently swaying in their crate. Just then, an elderly lady from next door emerged, shaking her head with a smile: 'Oh those pesky apples always do that when they’re fresh!' Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the apples were safely put away, the mystery solved—just another quirky tale from The Co-operative Food.

4. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver unloaded crates into The Co-operative Food's back room. Among the cans and boxes, he stumbled upon a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but an old note reading: ‘Please return to Mrs. Jenkins, next door.’ Turns out, it was just someone’s forgotten lunch order. A regular joke among neighbors now.