I never thought I'd be so happy in a grocery store. I finally figured it out. There are no parents shouting at their children as the little rats whimper for soda and candy. Instead, it's a bunch of neo-hippie types reminding their tots not to be are "inappropriate," and not to fret because they will have roasted organic Brussels sprouts as soon as they get home. These are my people.
Yes, the parking lot is small and busy. YOU ARE IN A CITY. There is ample street parking. Things are a bit pricier than at some other stores. If you want cheap food, go to Woodman's, where they don't pay a living wage or offer decent health insurance, the produce is half-rotten by the time you get it home, and there's a heroin bust in the parking lot every three days.
Willy Street is great for all the healthy yumyums you desire. Tofu and tempeh are cheaper here than anywhere else. The bulk aisle will blow your mind. The staff actually know what they are talking about, and are always helpful. The Wellness aisle is amazingly well-stocked.
I can't afford to buy all my produce here. So I buy everything that is cheaper here than elsewhere or that I can't find elsewhere, and get the rest at Costco or Copps. Both if those places have enough obnoxious people to send me right back into the welcoming, patchouli-scented arms of Willy Street.