About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the supermarket’s empty shopping carts. Among boxes of tortillas and jars of salsa, there lay an old, dusty guitar case. Curious, he opened it gently, revealing not a guitar but an ancient accordion covered in dust. Turns out, it belonged to an elderly neighbor who’d forgotten it among the groceries. The next day, everyone in town knew about ‘Los Jefes’ hidden musical treasure, and every Thursday thereafter, the delivery drivers gathered for impromptu jam sessions.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Los Jefes, puzzled by an eerie humming sound coming from inside the empty warehouse. Curious but cautious, he approached the door, only to be greeted by the strange scent of fresh tortillas wafting through the air. Peeking inside, he found nothing but rows upon rows of empty shelves—until his eyes landed on a tiny light blinking behind a dusty counter. Following its glow, he discovered an old man dozing off in a chair, surrounded by stacks of freshly baked tortillas. The man awoke with a start, apologized for keeping him waiting, and offered him a warm tortilla straight from the oven. ‘No problema,’ said the relieved delivery driver, accepting the treat with a smile.
3. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Los Jefes, puzzled by an ominous sign on the door: ‘Closed for inventory check—ask for Don Pepe.’ The delivery driver knocked gently and heard a faint voice from inside: 'Don’t disturb us now, I’m counting!' Curious, he waited until he saw a shadowy figure emerge, holding a clipboard and wearing a dusty hat. It was Don Pepe, the store’s mysterious owner. With a twinkle in his eye, Don Pepe invited him in with a wave: 'Just one more item to verify...'
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Los Jefes, puzzled by an unusual light flickering inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing on the walls. Suddenly, a voice boomed from behind: ‘¡Buenas noches! Welcome to our late-night dance party!’ Turned out it was just a regular stocking up for tomorrow’s fiesta. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own rhythm.’