Woodman's Markets

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a regular noticed that every Wednesday, the same shopping cart mysteriously appeared in the produce section. No one claimed it, yet it always seemed full of fresh fruits and vegetables. Finally, someone decided to follow the cart home. It led them past the bakery and into an empty lot, where they found an old man watering his garden. ‘Every Wednesday,’ he said with a twinkle, ‘I plant seeds for those who forget to bring their own bags.’

2. In the produce section one morning, a little boy pointed excitedly at an apple and whispered to his mom, ‘Mommy, why does this apple look like it’s smiling?’ The mother smiled and replied softly, ‘Oh honey, that’s just how apples grow.’ Just then, an elderly lady nearby chimed in with a twinkle in her eye, ‘Actually, dear, I think it’s because Woodman’s markets hire the sunniest fruit pickers!’ Everyone laughed, and the little boy beamed, happily munching on his newfound smiley snack.

3. Late one night, while unloading groceries into his car, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering ‘Thank you’ in the empty aisle behind him. Curious, he turned around—but nobody was there. The next day, though, as he walked past that same aisle, he thought he saw a shadowy figure smiling and waving from among the shelves. Turns out it was just an old man pushing a shopping cart full of canned goods, who said, ‘Hey, thanks for noticing me!’

4. One weekend, a neighbor asked curiously: ‘Why does Woodman’s Market always seem to run out of marshmallows right before Easter?’ A local delivery driver joked that it was because the store’s Easter marshmallow supply was actually delivered to Woodman himself—who ate them all during his nightly shift. The neighbor laughed and said, ‘Well, I guess he must be a pretty sweet guy!’