Fong & Zhou Supermarket Inc

(08/2016) Gallon of milk still $3. Pound of ground pork is 99¢ and a pound of chicken drum stick 69¢. Fresh seafood, fresh and many varieties of vegetable. Huge (municipal) parking lot out back. If you are on a budget, your dollars will stretch far shopping here.

Not Perfect but best in terms of Chinese supermarkets
Good: Seafood, meat, vegetable, and dry goods.
Seafood employee are the friendliest
Meat department offers freshest meat but service could be better, still above average
Vegetable department offers fresh and cheapest prices
Dry goods are the cheapest among Chinese supermarkets

Bad: Fruits
Not always the freshest
Buy the fruits that is in season
Fruit management is not doing it right
I see them put new shipments in the basement and won't sell them until later
They need to see the old ones at a big discount and fresh ones right away, even selling together with different prices

The staffs are a mixed bag. Most are friendly, but some needs training in service. The lady manager is very nice and professional.

I buy 80% of my food from this supermarket because overall they are the best compare to other supermarkets.

Prices cheap. But all the time I go there. I want to pick up from there all the live turtles and toads...

Started to go here but since all the fruit I bought had fish stench and even when I ate it it tasted like fish. Never again will I go here.

Chinese supermarket staffs never disappoint in their rudeness towards customers. They are always too clever for their own good, and don't hesitate to tell you how it is. Fong & Zhou fits nicely into the pocket of traditional sexism and misogynistic tendencies towards female customers.

I usually accompany my mom in her weekly grocery expeditions, and I'm always fortunate enough to witness these exchanges. How it works: be a female & approach a male stock clerk to ask where product X is located. Then, be subjected listen to an unwarranted lecture.

This guy, who would be considered my mother's peer, decides to tell her, but segues into a loud asinine commentary about how

1. we shouldn't have asked him
2. there are people who work in the back whom we could have approached
3. he was busy stocking

I interrupted him 10 seconds in because I couldn't stand the attitude he was giving my mother who is a senior citizen. It's ironic how a culture that values caring for elders as a virtue somehow doesn't apply that same respect when a female is speaking to a male counterpart.

All I want is one piece of information. If you cannot provide it to me minus the piss poor deliverance of that information, then Shut Your Front Door.

Besides the mini ordeal, their supermarket doesn't stock the freshest of vegetables or meat. They don't have a formal parking lot, per se, but there is municipal parking connected to the market. However, you cannot access the market via the parking lot, and need to walk around the corner to the front entrance. It's quite the inconvenience if you've purchased many items. You'll be wheeling that cart past people on the street. The prices hold steady at 'cheap,' but I would rather pay more to avoid those workers.