About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was pushing his cart down the aisle when he heard someone shout, ‘Hey, watch out!’ He looked up just in time to see a delivery driver balancing an oversized box on his head. ‘Don’t worry,’ the driver grinned, ‘it’s only my lunchtime routine.’ The regular laughed and shook his head, muttering something about New Orleanians’ unique brand of eccentricity. Just then, another customer—a neighbor—walked by with a mischievous smile. ‘I thought that was you,’ she teased, pointing at the box still precariously balanced on the driver’s head. The driver winked and continued his route, leaving everyone smiling and shaking their heads.
2. One morning, while unpacking deliveries in the backroom, a young delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he opened a box of fresh produce, it seemed to whisper ‘thank you’ softly. Confused and amused, the driver mentioned it to his co-workers. Soon enough, everyone in the store heard those whispers too—even the manager started saying ‘you’re welcome’ when restocking shelves. One day, an old lady approached him smiling: 'Finally someone listens!' Turned out she thought the produce was talking for years.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver was unloading crates of fresh produce into the co-op's cooler when he swore he saw a ghostly figure reaching for an apple. The driver blinked twice, thinking maybe it was just his imagination playing tricks on him in the dim light. But no—there it was again, a pale hand reaching out from behind some bananas. With a nervous laugh, he picked up an apple and pretended to offer it, saying ‘Hey there, ghostie!’ To everyone’s surprise, including his own, the hand took the fruit and vanished with a soft giggle. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the co-op after dark, people would wink knowingly and say, ‘Oh yeah, don’t forget about our friendly neighborhood ghost.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver was unloading crates of fresh produce into the co-op’s storage room. ‘Hey!’ someone called out from behind him. Turning around, he saw no one. Startled, he scanned the empty room again but heard only silence. Just as he relaxed, a voice whispered, 'Need some help with those?’ Glancing down, he found himself talking to an old watermelon that had somehow come to life and started rolling towards the cooler. The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and finished his shift without another strange encounter.