If you had a inebriated Australian come up to you waving a crushed plastic hat covered in pink sparkles in your face and shouting "Will you put on this hat?", would you comply? (If your answer is yes, I'll probably try to manipulate your agreeableness, asking for back rubs and gourmet meals, so watch out). Well, would you? They guys who work at this Superway would (after a bit of nudging, and no, I'm not asking them for the aforementioned things). You might think that sparkly hat ordeal is made up considering I say plenty of ridiculous things in my reviews. It's not.. I promise.
I leave near by this place and I'm always in and out like a turtle and his shell when he's really scared then really relaxed then really scared then really relaaa.... right so. I go in here a lot. The guys who work here are always nice and put up with any hilarious shenanigans silly drunk Australians through their way. My roommate once broke a jar of salsa on the floor there when she knocked it with her bag, and the guys in the shop cleaned it up and told her not to worry about it. They could have gotten mad, but they did not. They could have danced a fiery tango with the broom, but they did not.
This store also has a nice selection of humus, in case you wanted to know.
It's basically an average grocery I suppose, but it holds a fondness in my heart. You can also top up your Oyster here. Now if that's not the cat's pajamas, I don't know what is read more