About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Capital City Market with a truckload of fresh produce. As he unloaded crates in the dimly lit alley, something peculiar happened—apples started rolling away on their own. Confused and amused, the driver followed the wayward apples until they led him to an old crate filled with glowing red apples. Picking one up, he bit into it—and tasted the sweetest apple he'd ever had. Word spread quickly among locals who began visiting the market late at night for these magical fruits. Soon enough, Capital City Market became known not just for its groceries but also for its enchanting after-hours fruit parties.
2. One morning, a groggy shopper asked an employee: ‘Why does my bag of oranges always weigh more than your sign says it should?’ The employee smiled and replied, 'Ah, that's because our scale loves to party with gravity!' The groggy shopper laughed and shook their head, realizing that sometimes life—and scales—can be just a little off.
3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver approached Capital City Market with a truckload of fresh produce. As he unloaded crates in the dimly lit aisle, something peculiar happened. Suddenly, an old banana skin slipped from one crate and rolled right under his feet. With a loud thud, our hero fell flat on his backside, sending boxes of apples flying everywhere. A nearby shopper, startled but amused, turned around and said, ‘Welcome to Capital City Market, sir!’
4. In the middle of the night, a sleepy voice came over Capital City Market’s intercom: ‘Attention, customers and staff—your milk is protesting!’ A sleepy voice continued: ‘They say they’ve had enough of being refrigerated slaves!’ Soon, cartons started marching down aisles, demanding better working conditions. A delivery driver tried calming them with fresh strawberries, but the milk just chilled out further, muttering something about unionizing.