Jefferson’s Market

Every couple months or so I join some friends in this neighborhood for some Texas Hold ‘em. And every time, I have the cab drop me in front of Jefferson’s to grab some beer and snacks. It’s your standard corner store, but what makes it stand out for me is the old guy behind the counter. You want to believe he’s Jefferson. He always has a simple smile for you that quietly says, «thanks for coming in». That’s all. Nothing more. Nothing super exciting, just neighborhoodly nod of kinship. But what really made me write this review was that on one of my trips, I forgot my credit card and didn’t realize it for a couple days. By the time I made my way back, he just gave the same simple smile and handed me my credit card with receipt.

WOW DO YOU GUYS KNOW THAT THEY HAVE BEEN THE OWNERS FOR 40 YEARS??? AMAZING! Great selections of necessary products and very cheap compared to the other liquor stores in the neighborhood. Plus this family is loved by all the locals…

Jefferson’s Market has the coldest $ 2.00 (out the door) 40 oz Highlife in the area. You can also get cheap booze and what’s probably the largest ice cream selection of any corner grocery I’ve seen.

We’re movin’ on up (movin’ on up!)
To Jefferson’s Market
To buy an Eight Dollar
Bottle of wine
Movin’ on up (movin’ on up!)
Towards Bryant Street
Might also get a Hostess Fruit Pie
Grab a Six-​Pack from the cooler
Make a call on the pay phone
What the hell beer did you want bitch?
I’m on my damn way back home!
Thomas Jefferson was a slave owner
Makes me so mad, I could spit
I can’t believe I couldn’t come up
With better than this sing-​along shit!
Now I’m walking back home (walking back home!)
Back up 22^nd
To my drafty Victorian
That I rent up the Street
I’m walking back home (walking back home!)
How dreadfully boring
This review is a real
Piece of sheet
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