The bodega across the street from my house will provide you with all your daily necessities : a wide variety of Jarritos sodas, organic low-fat chocolate milk and aloe vera juice; calling cards shaped like big Latin booties, french fries, plantains, and mariachi hats; starchy starchy cereals; aluminum food containers in all shapes and sizes; Fabuloso and Mistolin floor cleaners; an impressive array of feminine hygeine products; tomatoes, avocados, potatoes, yucca, onions; Bustelo coffee; confectioner's sugar; homemade Dominican cake; Aunt Jemima's pancake mix; ghetto wannabe Froz-Fruit icies; and chile and lime covered Mexican-style peanuts.
They just ask one thing - one teeny-tiny thing - in exchange:
Thank you. They really appreciate it.