Bravo Supermarket

I hate coming here. But it’s right around the corner and supermarkets aren’t plentiful up here in my neighborhood. Filthy, rundown, little market with no deli and minimal produce, very little else. Last week I found a half eaten container of Chinese food on the soda shelf. Guess the workers don’t have a break room. Makes me cringe thinking what the stock rooms must look like if the front areas are this dirty.

What can I say? Bravo is certainly a supermarket, that can’t be denied. It’s not a good supermarket. In fact, it’s probably a bad supermarket. The produce section is abysmal (the other day they had no mushrooms, and it’s not clear if they ever do). The meat selection is cheap and basic. I’m pretty sure they don’t carry grated parmesan, or even block parmesan. You know the drill — this is a ghetto supermarket.
On the plus side, Bravo is under a block from my apartment, and they often have good deals on Progresso soups and Hot Pockets. I gotta get my lentil fix and higher quality supermarkets seem to think they are too good to hook me up with those lovely blue cans of lentil soup for a buck fifty a pop, if they’re on special. The most notable thing about this place is their above average selection of exotic roots, including yucca. One time Whole Foods assured my girlfriend that they had yucca but then proceeded to not have any, so Bravo has them beat in that respect.
Still, there is absolutely no reason to come here if you don’t live nearby. Often I find myself walking the extra three blocks to Fine Fare just because Bravo is so lame.