About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another humdrum morning at Lamb’s Fresh Market when an elderly gentleman approached the deli counter. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked the clerk, ‘do you have any of those special pickles that look like they’ve been marinating for years?’ The clerk smiled and nodded knowingly. 'Oh yes,' she said, 'those old-timer dills.' She reached under the counter and pulled out a jar so cloudy it looked like it belonged in a museum. The man beamed, took his pickles, and left, muttering something about how everything used to taste better back then. As he walked away, one of the delivery drivers leaned over and whispered to a nearby colleague, 'I bet that's the same guy who always asks for the “secret” loaves of bread—you know, the ones that are supposedly from last century!'
2. Why did that bag of apples keep disappearing from the produce section at Lamb’s Fresh Market? Nobody knew for sure. One day, a delivery driver noticed tiny footprints leading away from the apple section. Turned out, it was just a curious neighborhood rabbit who thought those red-skinned fruits were his favorite snack! Ever since then, customers would joke about checking if the apples had holes in them before buying.
3. In the early hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulling up to Lamb’s Fresh Market noticed something peculiar: a soft tinkling sound seemed to come from inside the empty store. Curious, he cracked open the door—a gentle bell chimed softly, as if welcoming him in. Inside, amidst the quiet aisles, stood an old lady pushing a shopping cart filled with bananas and oranges. She smiled warmly and said, ‘Morning, dearie! Thought you could use some fresh fruit for breakfast.’ The delivery driver blushed and stammered out thanks, realizing it was just another friendly neighborhood ghost who liked to help out at the market.
4. In the dairy aisle one foggy afternoon, a shopper noticed something odd in a plastic milk crate—an old photo album, its pages yellowed with age and dusty with neglect. Curious, she opened it slowly, revealing sepia-tinted photos of long-forgotten cats and their owners. Turns out, the album belonged to an elderly lady who lived upstairs, and every week, someone new would pick up her forgotten treasure from the dairy section. The moral? If you ever see an old photo album in Lamb’s Fresh Market, just put it back—it might be someone’s family heirloom!