Sweet Marie Variety

I unfortunately live near this store so it my closest option for ‘convenience’ (if you want to call it that). I still find myself walking down to shoppers or an actual good convenience store at queen/​broadview. Sweet marie is not sweet at all. Infact it will leave a sour, bitter taste in your mouth once you realize you just paid about 50% higher for everything you purchased), while experiencing the level of customer service you would expect from a prison guard. that is, if the store is even open when you go. A nice sunny Friday evening in June, it’s 8:15pm and you need some Soda… better not go to Sweet Marie because it will be closed!

Insane owner. That woman is off her rocker…

I’ve been debating writing this review for a very long time. Should I detail out the series of ridicules things Sweet Marie does on a weekly basis that makes it the closest yet most annoying convenience store to my house? On the recommendation of a friend I just decided not to go there any more, punish them with my lack of business as opposed to a scathing Unilocal review. I did decide though that it would be unfair to nearby Unilocalers not to detail out some of the ridicules stories that would make it worth at least one last trip to recognize these hilarious things…
— They have a sign saying no dogs allowed. There have been various signs for NO DOGS that have appeared over the years. Recently they put up another sign saying if you bring a dog in there it is a 10k fine. Now there is no was they could enforce that but it is AMAZING that they have that much of a problem with people bringing dogs in there that they feel the need to make such a large fake fine threat. They do have a cat that is in there so maybe that is the reason, I’ve only seen that cat like 3 times so it can’t be that at risk. OR maybe the cat actually runs Sweet Marie and as the genius feline backbone of this shit hole it is only logical that it would enforce a multitude of laws against it’s sworn genetic enemy. Sweet Marie’s has since removed the fine threat, I’ve uploaded a picture though.
— You can never leave the store without spending $ 10, this is because EVERYTHING is about 2 times the cost it should be or is anywhere else in the city.
— They except pennies any day between a 2 hour period of time. Thank god says you! (Thank god says no one).
— The largest section of the store is the cat food section
— They have a couple staffers working there who are pretty nice (I know that isn’t a funny story but a couple of them are quite nice.
— I actually almost got into a fist fight with a staffer there 2 years ago when she was so rude and offensive (for no reason other than I’m sure she hated having to spend more than 10 minutes in that hell hole). Seriously she was so bad that it seemed like a terrible injustice to not lay a beating. Instead I politely told her she was ‘Literally, the worst’ and walked away.

Sweet Marie is everything a convenience store should be and more. It’s fabulously located right across from the Dominion Pub and situated at a streetcar stop, making for an easy getaway. They are equipped with your usual milk shop offerings, an ATM, some household goods, and an array of delicious and healthy snacks too. If they don’t have what you’re looking for at Sweet Marie, then what you’re looking for isn’t worth looking for, ya dig?
My favorite part has to be their over-​the-​top and exemplary customer service. The ladies who work the counter are not just gracious and helpful — they are perpetually wearing an ear-​to-​ear grin. I’ve stayed at five-​star hotels that barely hold a candle to the exacting level of customer service and hospitality at Sweet Marie. Seriously, when you walk out the door you’ll think you’d just had a religious experience. Try their beef patties too.
I don’t throw out superlatives like «the best» very often, but I must say: this place is simply the best.
Obligatory Title Pun: How SWEET it is.
Menu Readability: How a convenience store has graphic design this compelling and visually rich is beyond me.
Need to mention: Just kidding, this place sucks. I’d rather watch my first born get torn apart by a Vitamix than set foot in this hellhole.
What this place teaches me about myself: There are a few gems in Corktown. This isn’t one of them.

Sweet Marie? More like Cranky Phyllis.
This is my least favourite convenience store in Toronto. Their hours are wonky and they close far too early. More like inconvenient store. Hashtag burn.
I can’t tell if the staff hates me or dogs more, I think it’s dogs because they once had a sign up that read «$ 10,000 fine for bringing in your dog.» Which is completely untrue, unless they personally plan on fining me, which means they hate me more than the pup. I’ve confused myself, but one things is for sure: they dislike me. And dogs.
I’m giving them two stars instead of one, because, well, I don’t hate it enough to walk any farther in the winter when dog sitting in the east end, so it can’t be thaaaat bad.