Five Markets

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with a mysterious crate marked ‘Top Secret’. As he unloaded it into the back room, several regulars noticed boxes labeled only in code. Suddenly, an elderly neighbor popped his head in and asked what was going on. The driver whispered, 'Just some new organic kale for the health-conscious crowd.' The neighbor nodded knowingly, grabbed a box, and exclaimed, 'Finally, something I can understand!'

2. One foggy morning, an elderly lady entered Five Markets carrying a basket overflowing with groceries. As she reached for her last item, a small, dusty box fell from her bag and rolled under one of the aisles. Curious neighbors gathered around it, whispering about its possible contents. Finally, a young delivery driver decided to investigate. He lifted the box, only to discover it contained nothing more than old newspapers and an expired coupon for free bread. The crowd burst into laughter, realizing they’d been fooled by an ancient prank. ‘Well,’ said the elderly lady, smiling, ‘at least I got everyone talking!’

3. One day, while stocking shelves in the late afternoon, a young employee noticed something odd: a small, unmarked box had appeared among the canned goods. Curious, she opened it—only to discover a bag of freshly baked cookies labeled 'Manager’s Special Recipe'. Nobody claimed responsibility. Over the next few days, more boxes appeared—each containing different treats: chocolate chip cookies one day, peanut butter sandwiches another. Employees started guessing who might be behind it—a regular customer, maybe a delivery driver? No one ever found out, but everyone looked forward to ‘the mystery deliveries.’ Eventually, someone wrote a note on the last box: ‘Enjoy our little surprise! Signed, Five Markets’.

4. One evening, as customers were leaving Five Markets, a regular exclaimed, ‘I just saw a ghostly figure pushing a shopping cart!’ Another customer, a delivery driver, overheard and joked, ‘Probably just an old ghost trying to beat the rush-hour lines!’ Suddenly, everyone heard a familiar voice from behind them: ‘Hey, that’s my cart you’re talking about!’ A friendly neighbor had been pushing it all along.