Weis Markets

Do about 50% of my shopping here. Fits the bill for basic items and staples. Service is always fine, produce is fresh, store is clean and prices are fair. Meat selection is always full and they have a number of specials as long as you have a Weis card. Like most stores they have lots of check outs, but not enough are open. If I had one wish it would be a custom meat section. Since local butcher shops are pretty much lost to history it falls to chain stores, but most are lacking. For custom, fresh meats I tend to shop at Stauffer’s newest store. It is the Lancasters’ version of Wegmans. Between Stauffer’s and S Clyde Weaver you can get all the fresh meat cuts, imported meats and cheese that you need.

What a poor excuse for a grocery store. I recently read a review of the 10 worst grocery chains in the U.S. and was not at all surprised to see Weis listed. Poor selection and poor customer service were the biggest complaints in the article, and this Weis Market exemplifies those traits.
Just today I was doing some shopping. 14 registers closed, two open, at least three to four people in both lines, and three cashiers at each register, talking about boys, school, their car or that cute new guy who just started.
Bagging? Doesn’t my bread belong in a bag with soap and cans of spaghetti sauce? Doesn’t my hamburger belong under cans of soup? Don’t my chips go in a bag with my gallon of tea? And if you ask them to pack all your cold stuff together because you have a long drive to get home, they’ll get snotty and start asking you which bag you want every item in.
I asked the guy in the deli exactly what tavern ham was. He looked at me, hesitated for a long couple seconds and said, «It’s ham.» I assured him I knew that, but asked him how it differed from any other ham. I asked if it was a processed ham loaf or was it real ham? He looked at me and said, «Well, …it’s Tavern ham.» I laughed and shook my head. I said, «You have no idea, do you?» He said, «Yeah. It’s ham. Tavern ham.» I said nevermind and bought some turkey breast, which frustrated him a great deal. He handed me my turkey and said in the snottiest voice possible, «Do you want anything else?» I just walked away.
I still don’t know what tavern ham is.
These have been my experiences, plus more. I don’t give one-​star ratings easily.