D.R. Supermarket

No matter how many times I am disappointed by this bodega, and no matter how many times I swear I’ll never go back, I keep finding myself in here, rummaging through dirty shelves of stale food looking for that one missing dinner ingredient that I forgot to buy from a real supermarket. I suppose because I can walk there in about 30 seconds, and its open until 11:00 on most nights, its just too hard to avoid.
The D.R. could be such a kick ass little store, instead its mostly tired and dirty (and i really wish the guy behind the counter would cut his long pinky fingernail. because that always freaks me out!) They don’t sell liquor, but I wish they did. Stay away from any perishable food items (especially dairy products) if you can. but if you MUST buy some, be sure and check the expiration dates, because some of them do date back to 2005.
The «staff» could give a shit whether you wanted to shop there or not. They are usually just watching some Spanish soaps, or talking on cellphones, and don’t even acknowledge you when you are paying for your items. Be careful to make sure they are ringing you up correctly, because often times they don’t add correctly and end up over charging me by a few dollars.
Hopefully they have some undercover drug ring going on and this store is just a front, because I don’t see how this place is making any money.
Contrary to the sign in the store, you, and your empanadas are not «Jamaican me hungry», D.R. Supermarket. To be fair though, I guess it is alot better than the stinky Cat Piss store down the street, across from Forest Hills, but at least they sell booze at the Cat Piss store.