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| - Ridiculously cheap produce that's often nearing the end of its lifespan; mysterious purple fowl in the meat section; hundreds of mysterious fruit jellies; huge bins of blue crab and 18-packs of quail egg; Ramune and Kratingdaeng (yes, that's Red Bull, yes it's $1.50, and no it's not carbonated!)... Indeed, Lucky Moose has it all.
Except for ordinary stuff like flour and peanut butter and sliced bread, which is either nowhere to be found, or it's as hilariously expensive as the produce is cheap.
Here it doesn't have the disturbing odours of the markets on Spadina, and you can get lost in the aisles revelling in the wild assortment of ingredients. Dried shrimp paste! Powders in every colour and texture imaginable! Restorative herbal soup mixes! Dozens of cooking liquors and wines!
It's so very interesting here. I love this store, in spite of and indeed because of its little quirks. The cashiers are impressively sullen and noncommunicative. Presumably they speak English, but they've certainly never spoken to *me.* If I'm lucky, they'll mumble the price of my purchases to me. Who cares though? I'm just here to pay for my groceries, not for conversation. And I can read the total from the register as well as they can.
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