About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Sherman Park Grocery usually quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something odd: an old shopping bag seemed to float gently over the parking lot. Curious, he approached it, but as soon as he got close, the bag vanished into thin air. The next day, everyone in the neighborhood joked that Sherman Park Grocery had its very own ghost shopper. And so, whenever someone saw an old shopping bag floating around, they’d just wave and say, ‘Hi, Mary!’ with a smile.
2. Late one night, while Sherman Park Grocery’s shelves were being restocked, an overnight stocker heard a strange humming sound coming from the dairy aisle. Curious but cautious, he approached only to discover that the noise seemed to follow him around the store. Finally, the stocker called out for help, and soon a delivery driver joined him. Together they followed the humming to the frozen foods section where, amidst the ice cream cartons, stood an old vacuum cleaner plugged into an outlet. It turned out to be just an overactive cleaning robot left behind by the previous night’s maintenance crew—a regular prankster in Sherman Park Grocery.
3. At dawn, when Sherman Park Grocery's aisles are empty and quiet, a neighborhood cat began appearing every morning. It would saunter down the cereal aisle, pause by the bread section, then disappear behind the canned goods. Rumor had it that the store manager was none too pleased, but no one could figure out how to shoo away such a friendly feline visitor. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of kittens for adoption. Seeing the cat’s curious look, he joked, ‘Maybe you’re here for a new roommate?’ The next morning, the cat brought along three tiny friends, each taking their own aisle adventure. From then on, Sherman Park Grocery became known not just for its groceries, but also for its daily feline parade.
4. At midnight, when Sherman Park Grocery should’ve been closed tight, a security guard heard a soft humming from the produce section. Curious, he approached and saw an old man with a basket, gently singing as he placed apples in perfect rows. ‘I always come here after hours,’ whispered the stranger. The guard smiled, realizing it was just an eccentric local, probably a retired grocer named Sherman himself, who never quite left his beloved store.