Food Villa Market

I’m going to be brief here because I’m a man on the go and as a man on the move, the FoodZilla is my kind of place.
I’m in Portland and it’s blazing hot — over 90 — and I’ve got some urgent needs. I need: a twelve pack of Negra Modelo, a plain blue bandana to line my Panama hat, a beer coozy, and no bullshit.
I’m in between two stores; two blocks from Walgreen’s and two blocks from the FoodZilla, it’s hot and I’m at a crossroads. Make the wrong choice and I’m walking extra blocks — in the heat.
I look south, then north, then make my decision: FoodZilla. I walk the two blocks and am rewarded with everything I need, in abundance. I even am given the choice between a beer coozy that reads «I Got A Used Car For My Ex-​Wife… I Think It Was A Good Trade» and one that reads «Chaos, Panic, Disorder… My Work Is Done Here.»
Within minutes, I’m back on the street, loaded with bounty, heading into a mystical Portland afternoon.
FoodZilla? Yes!
Post Scriptum: it was later confirmed by independent sources that the Walgreen’s had none of what I needed that day.
Oh, and which coozy did I choose? I’ll never tell.

I live a couple blocks away, so «the Villa» is where I go for my soda and beer runs. The people who run the store have always been friendly. I rarely venture past the candy and soda/​beer sections, but the rest of the store has some weird, 1980s random stuff. Need a ‘do rag or pipe? They’ve got you covered.
Thank you, Foodvilla, for being my go-​to «oh crap, we forgot ice» store

Do ya ever head north on 33^rd to Columbia to get to the airport? This is the last place to get your snackies for the plane.
Affectionately known as «Foodzilla» to the locals, this grocery/​convenience store also has a superb beer selection… check it out!