This grocery store is a bit on the messy side both inside and outside, but it carries a wide…read morevariety of items, from raw meats and fresh vegetables to fruits, lap yuk, cooked chicken, zongzi, and other dried goods. I was a little surprised to see cooked food and raw meats sold in the same space, especially since they require different handling and temperature control. That said, I still decided to give it a try since my mom picked up some Chinese zongzi for me. I tried both a sweet red bean zong and a savory one. The red bean version was really good, soft, flavorful, and comforting. The savory one had fatty pork belly, peanuts, and a tiny salted egg yolk. It was rich and filling, though definitely on the heavier side. So far, no issues after eating, still alive and well. Overall, it's a convenient neighborhood spot with a good selection of Chinese staples, and the service is acceptable.

This is my favorite Chinese market. Family run. Always friendly. I get my soy milk here but their…read moresupplier is off line. Their meat is always fresh because they only cut limited and gets sold fast. I inquired about oxtail. It's $13.99 lb and a package of frozen cost $32. Wow, I didn't buy. I got spareribs instead, three strips. They asked if I wanted ones with fat or lean. They have really fresh vegetables.

We view our selves as being really lucky to have this regular event in our neighborhood. And while…read moreone member of our family starts to buy the fruit and vegetables, another walks to the opposite end to check out the most enticing breads and pastries. My newest discovery was something known as an almond twist, and there were exceptionally tasty croissants, but we've never been disappointed whatever the selection.

Small farmers market located in a parking lot in the Inner Sunset. Although small compared to other…read morefarmers market, it has a good mix of vendors serving the community. Operating on Sundays from 9 am - 1 pm.

Everything about them is professiona. Love them 2025. Very good with me since my strokeread more

This is the best store in the area hands down! Nicest family and they care so much for the…read morecommunity.

I was mistakenly about to enter the back storage area of the store seeing how products were…read moredisplayed there, not realizing it was a storage area. A store assistant shouted and afterwards charged at me; when I asked for an apology, he started swearing and at one point began threatening me with violence, asking me to show up after store hours to settle it 'man to man', without any threats or abuse from my end. I filed a police report against him afterwards. Don't take my word for it, read his retaliatory comment he left behind giving himself a 5 star (it was later removed from Yelp, along with my previous screenshot of the comment):

Buddies is a super convenient location but the owner (?) is very unfriendly. There have been…read moremultiple occasions where I would ask: how you doing? Response: silence. There have also been a few times when we tried to cash in a winning lotto scratcher purchased there, albeit at 7:45pm and his response was: we're closed even though their doors were still open and their hours said they were open till 8. Another time I walked into get some beer, and he followed me around the store. I've lived in the neighborhood since 1987 and haven't ever experienced anything like this. Go to the corner store across the street from the Bart station. Much nicer. Shame on you Buddie's Market.

Rude lady at the register. She see people coming in and all she does was stare without greeting…read morehello. I automatically left because the vibe was off . Can't browse around in peace without her staring you down. Besides no one was even in here.

What a wonderful addition to the neighborhood this market has been! Every time I stop by they have…read moremore stuff, and eclectic mix of produce, tinned goods, dried goods, oil and condiments, chocolates, spices, pasta, even milks and ice cream and other refrigerated items. Everyone I've encountered there has been friendly and helpful, and the place always appears clean and tidy. Check it out!

This store is a GEM. Every time I go I discover a something new and exciting. They carry an…read moreincredible variety of groceries from Eastern Europe, the Mediterranean, the Balkans and the Middle East. Do you want obscure Ukrainian pickled vegetables? They have you covered. Do you want pussy willow juice for Persian baking or pine flavored soda from Russia? Or maybe farmers cheese, fresh sour cherries, or many varieties of pierogis? Maybe you want to buy the weird cookies your mom grew up eating in Yugoslavia. They have it all. They also have the best hummus, great, reasonably priced produce, any spice you can think of, and the friendliest owners and staff you will meet in SF. Oh, and you never have to wait in line. I go every day and can take care of most of my shopping in a few minutes. If you need meat or fish you can swing by Guerra's afterwards. If you like to cook or explore exotic food you should not miss this fabulous wonderland of a store. I seriously credit this store for the high quality of life in the neighborhood.

So disappointed -- purchased a variety of stone fruit (mid-June) and literally a third of it is…read morebad. Expected so much more from this market; won't ever purchase produce here again. Shame on you -

His water is expired and thought I would slide him not giving me 50cents…read more It says it's closed at 4 but it was still open.

I had fun coming here talking to the people that work or own this store…read more Super good vibes so I recommend!

My parents love getting fresh pork and vegetables here. Better quality and cheaper than sunset…read moresuper. The queue line is now towards the refrigerator, which is a huge improvement compared to before where it blocked half way down the store. Beware of grandmas and grandpas trying to cut you in line! Hold your ground! Service is always subpar, as expected for the typical older generation that frequents here. Not a problem for me when getting fresh and affordable groceries without going to Chinatown! Thanks boss market!

Dear Cody, In the…read morepast several months or so, I would take occasional walks down to Boss Supermarket to pick up a few items for the fridge. I wouldn't call Boss an especially appealing market to visit. The floors are a bit grimey, a byproduct of water from the fish tanks and a lack of concern from both management and shoppers. The way the sole of my shoe sticks slightly to random tiles feels like a surprisingly interesting sensation, but in a half disgusting sort of way, I guess. As I navigate around the market, my shoe peels off to produce an audible chhhhweeeck sound reminiscent of furious tape and paper unwrapping on Christmas mornings. All in all, along with poor lighting, the unique smell of 'choy sum' on shelves, and a general sense of musty-ness, Boss Supermarket absolutely captures the authenticity of the Chinese supermarket in San Francisco. None of the things I mentioned above actually bothers me, at least not enough to stop me from getting a pack of Vitasoy and a jar of spicy pickled bamboo shoots. The former is a vegan drink option for Mommy, and Boss carries the black soy milk flavor (not to be confused with the chocolate soy milk flavor), which is a rarity in these parts of the city. The latter is a eating habit I've picked up on recently. The spicy bamboo serves as an excellent side to white rice. When time is low and Mommy is too pressed for time to come up with a fun dinner, these bamboo shoots can literally spice up a bland meal. But then there are the extremely narrow aisles. Standing side by side in a Boss Supermarket aisle, you may be able to fit one average sized man and a slender praying mantis. Imagine a clumsy person trying to shop here with a grocery list in hand. Not an excellent experience. Yet, it's not so much the claustrophobic layout that annoys me. It's the other shoppers. Cody, growing up in the Sunset you'll meet a lot of older folks from Grandmama's generation, perhaps slightly older. In these parts of Noriega especially, they may lug around a grocery cart and fashion an abnormally large visor. Tennis shoes ideal for walking, multi-purpose windbreaker, and the double facemask round out their staple. Everything about them screams utility and efficiency, and they bring that mentality straight into the narrow aisles of Boss supermarket. Sometimes, and I mean sometimes in a very frequent sort of way, they value their need for efficiency over their respect of my personal space. They may squeeze around the back of me without uttering a word. Bumps and nudges like they're jostling in the box for a rebound. And the most egregious -- overt cutting in line with no regard for me and my six pack of vitasoy and jar of spicy bamboo shoots. It annoys me. It shouldn't. I'm not really hurt when their elbows scrape across my arm. I can very well afford the 30 additional seconds I stand waiting in line when they dart in front of me at the cash register. But I am. I am annoyed. I am annoyed that people can be so narrow in their thinking that they see only themselves. That they disregard others in their vicinity, their community. So narrow in their thinking they think of no one but themselves. And as I'm writing this, it annoys me that I didn't realize that this applied to myself as well. Cody, part of our community are the older folks from Grandmama's generation. For those folks, they lived in a generation past, an ocean away, a world apart. Stories from Grandmama and Great Gramps tell me that it was a world without luxury, and at times too often, a world without food. For many, it was a constant scrap for the next meal, or even just the next bite. An 'excuse me' sounds most out of place when everyone has acknowledged that there is a fight for the next handful of rice. If I am not so narrow in my thinking that I think of no one but myself, then I may have been more understanding of how experiences can shape our upbringing. That superficial manners are far from a judge of character. If my thinking were not so narrow, then perhaps I would realize I am the one who is disregarding others in my community. Upon reflection, it is obvious that I can do better. Easier said than done, my son. When I am annoyed, I am annoyed. In a flash of a moment, it may be hard to hide my scowl as another person cuts me in line at Boss Supermarket. I tell you this in hopes that you can do better than your old man. Maybe with this understanding in your pocket, you grow up to be more charitable to what I wrongfully perceived as 'discretions'. And maybe when I fail to hide my displeasure by the cash register, you can tug on my arm as your discreet signal to remind your dad to check himself. Maybe. Or maybe that will be asking too much of you. How about this? When we go to Boss together, we will look around, and naturally I would think, we would be reminded that we should not allow our thinking to be as narrow as the aisles that surround us. Love always, Daddy