About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most city supermarkets are quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the City Supermarket at Newark. The refrigerated section hummed with an eerie silence, but every aisle seemed to be stocked perfectly—too perfectly. Curious, he peeked into the dairy section and found rows of milk bottles, each labeled with a date from next week. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a soft voice behind him: ‘Excuse me, do you know where the bananas are?’ Turning around, he saw only a shadowy figure of a smiling neighbor, waving from the entrance. ‘I’ll show you,’ he replied, relieved—and slightly amused.
2. At midnight, when City Supermarket at Newark is supposed to be closed tight, an odd sight caught a delivery driver’s eye: a shopping cart slowly rolling down aisles on its own. Curious but cautious, he followed it until it stopped in front of the cheese section. To his surprise, there was just an old mouse nibbling on a cracker. A regular customer, no doubt, who found a sneaky shortcut through the store after hours.
3. At dusk, when City Supermarket at Newark begins its nightly transformation from bustling daytime hub to sleepy late-night outpost, a neighborhood cat found a new routine. Every evening, it would saunter into the nearly empty aisles and confidently make its way to the bakery section. One night, a delivery driver arrived with an especially large order of freshly baked pastries. Thinking no one was around, he decided to sneakily grab a few for himself. Just as he turned, the cat pounced on his bag, sending pastries flying everywhere—much to the amusement of everyone who heard the commotion later that night.
4. At dusk, when City Supermarket at Newark begins its nightly transformation from bustling daytime hub to quiet oasis for late-night shoppers, a delivery driver asked himself: ‘Who’s been stealing all those free samples?’ One night, after yet another missing tray of prosciutto, a delivery driver noticed an old man sneaking out with a suspicious basket. Turns out, it was just a regular who loved free samples so much he’d created his own secret stash area behind the cheese counter. The store never caught him, but everyone started calling him ‘Mr. Sample Hoarder’—and now, whenever they see each other in town, they wave and smile.