Good Foods Co-op

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver unloaded crates of organic produce, he swore he heard someone humming in the empty aisles. No one else was around, yet the tune grew louder and more distinct—an old folk song, familiar but forgotten. Curious, he followed the melody until it led him to an open refrigerator door. Inside the fridge, nestled among the apples and oranges, stood a smiling aunty-type figure wrapped in a floral apron. She greeted the driver with a wave, still humming softly. ‘Morning, dear!’ she said. ‘Just helping myself to some fresh fruit for my afternoon tea.’ The driver blinked, then smiled sheepishly. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned Good Foods Co-op, people would wink and say, ‘Oh, you mean where the lady who sings while stocking groceries works?’

2. One day, while stocking shelves, an employee noticed something strange: boxes of kale were mysteriously rearranging themselves into alphabetical order. Curious, she followed the moving greens and found a small, mischievous squirrel who seemed to enjoy organizing produce. From then on, whenever customers complained about disorganized aisles, they’d just ask ‘Has the coop’s little helper been by today?’ It became a friendly joke among neighbors, and everyone started calling him ‘Mr. Nutty Sorter’.

3. Late one night, while restocking the dairy section, a worker noticed something odd: milk bottles seemed to be spinning slowly on their own. Curious but not alarmed, he watched as one bottle completed a full circle before another joined in. Soon enough, half the shelves were twirling like a surreal dance party. Just then, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked if everything was okay. ‘It’s just the milk,’ the worker replied with a smile. The neighbor nodded knowingly and said, “Ah, those pesky bottles always do that when they’re too cold.” And indeed, once warmed up, the bottles stopped their midnight tango.

4. Late one night, while restocking the canned goods aisle, a worker heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘If you’re reading this, return the last jar of olives.’ Curious, the worker checked the intercom and found nothing. Later that week, while unloading deliveries, a neighbor joked, ‘Did you hear they’re hiring someone to replace you? They say you keep talking to empty shelves!’ The worker smiled, knowing it was just another urban legend from Good Foods Co-op.