Monarca Tienda y Carniceria

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Monarca Tienda y Carniceria usually buzzed with activity, an old man appeared pushing a shopping cart filled with empty jars and cans. No one recognized him, but everyone noticed he only took what seemed like leftover produce—items others ignored. One morning, a delivery driver found himself locked out of the store. Seeing the old man rummaging through the bins, he asked if he needed help. With a twinkle in his eye, the man replied, 'Just gathering some extra goodies for my special recipe.' Turns out, every week the old fellow created a secret stew from these overlooked treasures, delighting neighbors with its unique flavor.

2. At midnight, when Monarca Tienda y Carniceria should have been quiet, a soft humming started coming from inside. A delivery driver passing by swore it sounded like someone singing in Spanish, but no one could ever hear it during daylight hours. One day, an old neighbor stopped by and asked if anyone had heard the singing. Turns out, it was just an ancient cassette tape of boleros playing on repeat, stuck in the store’s old cash register. Since then, whenever someone hears the music, they know it’s time for a nostalgic trip to Monarca—complete with dancing cashiers and customers humming along.

3. At dusk, when Monarca Tienda y Carniceria closed its doors for the night, a faint echo of laughter lingered in the empty aisles. One night, a delivery driver heard the laughter and followed it down an aisle. Turns out, it was just an old cassette tape of stand-up comedy left on the shelf by a regular. As he chuckled, the tape skipped, playing the same joke over and over again: 'Why did the chicken cross the road? I forgot!'

4. At dusk, when Monarca Tienda y Carniceria closed its doors for the night, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the parking lot. Curious, he approached and saw an old man gently pushing a shopping cart filled with empty bottles. ‘Aren’t you supposed to be closing?’ asked the driver. The man smiled and replied, ‘Just returning what doesn’t belong here.’ Turns out, it was just a neighborhood regular who forgot his recyclables earlier.