Johnny Pomodoro’s Fresh Market

We got the chance to make it to Tomatoes Apizza yesterday for a coal fired pizza. After finishing our meal, we decided to take a walk around the plaza and as we walked by Johnny Pomodoro’s, we found ourselves separated by amazing fruits and vegetables by a layer of glass, so we had to get a closer look.
We had to have spent a good 30 minutes looking at all the incredibly fresh produce and before we knew it we had several bags from baby bananas to fresh tomatoes to fresh herbs. We then see yellow watermelons, so we are no longer in carry mode and move to a cart and we still are not out of the first row of the store. Finally we make it the bakery. I’m only glad we came late and most of the day’s bread and pastries are gone, or we’d be in more money. We make our way through the meat counter and to the cheese section. Fresh Buffalo Mozzarella… OK! We are looking at the fresh Farmers cheese and Ricotta and as we start thinking, maybe the portions are too big and we should decline, the manager of the area, says «we can split these for you if you want». He then proceeds to tell us about all the different things they have that we haven’t gotten to yet. He says, come back earlier next time and we will have you sample some. So, we finally move on and now over to the beer and wine section. Not a massive collection but really good stuff.
Prices are really good, the staff are beyond friendly and everything is fresh from veggies to Lox. We ended up spending almost an hour and a half in the store.

I visited them once, because the previous store that location was always worth a visit. Too bad, they don’t live up to the previous tenants. The place has a farmer-​market/​wholesaler, and some selections you won’t get at a regular grocery store, but nothing I’d go out of my way for.

Stay away at every cost! They were really good at one time but have fallen short on all counts from products to service.

I recently moved to the area and decided to stop by and check out JP’s a couple weekends ago. I thought they had a pretty good selection of fruits and veggies, and some fairly good deals. Not a huge selection of options, but everything seemed fresh. I wasn’t all that impressed with the seafood selection, and it didn’t look very good (but I’m weird about my fish). The meat selection looked great, so maybe I’ll be back to check it out. Seemed like they had a lot of interesting items in the grocery, and I can see myself coming back for unique things for recipes. And, of course, who doesn’t like to give a local shop some business?

Disappointing that you can’t just pull up their coupon on your phone (really I have to print an entire sheet for that little coupon). I spend $ 80 and you won’t give me the $ 3 coupon. Ok you can see I’m a little sore on that subject. Produce is o. k but I always go here for fresh exotic mushrooms because they have the best and most reasonably priced selection in the area.

Cut flowers, potted plants, orchard-​fresh fruits, a huge selection of fresh veggies, their own bakery, a deli case with excellent prepared dishes, a meat/​fish/​poultry/​cheese/​cold cut counter that seems to go on the length of a football field (I’d love to run a camcorder down the entire length some day), every kind of high-​quality ethnic food your heart desires, gourmet coffees, a nice wine selection. There are even everyday groceries here in case all you want is a half-​gallon of milk and some chips-​and-​dip.
We needed an item for an Italian-​themed party recently and had heard that JP’s make nice antipasto trays. So we called them and ordered an Italian antipasto for twelve. Four hours later, I picked up the most mouth-​watering thing I have ever seen. Grilled mushrooms, fried peppers, grilled eggplant, grilled artichoke hearts, roasted garlic, capicola, sopressata, prosciutto, shaved parmigiano-​reggiano, smoked mozzarella, assorted colorful olives, mountain gorgonzola. A crowd gathered around the tray at the party and did not leave until it was empty. It was to die for. And by «to die for,» I mean if they tell me the next time I order one (ie, today) that they’ll make one for me on condition that they kill me after I eat it, I would say, «Can I have lethal injection?» And if they say, «No, we’re gonna dump you in the middle of the desert where you’ll die a slow agonizing death,» I’ll clench my fists and make an angry face and say, «Oh, all RIGHT!»