
I canโt see him smiling beneath his face mask, but I know Yusuf is happy.
The enthusiastic 23-year-old Yemeni immigrant works behind the plexiglass at Peopleโs Market & Liquor on Broadway & 15th in San Pablo, California โ in the neighborhood where my grandmother-in-law was raised, and where Iโve spent a chunk of my adulthood living with her and my wife, a few blocks away from from the busy store.
In Northern Califoolya, we donโt hop off a bustling subway station and into a row of bodegas and delis like a big East Coast city. Here, you have to go out of your way or have a real need to hit up the corner spot. So, when you pull up to the liquor store, itโs for a specific reason. But Peopleโs Market is more than a quick stop for a beer or soda on the way to your next destination. Itโs a sanctuary, of sorts.
Despite the dealing with the second-largest fires in Californiaโs history raging up and down our coast, a worldwide pandemic that crippled economies and distanced us, and the literal ash and smoke in the air from it all, Yusuf and the workers have kept a genuinely positive attitude and comical wit over the past few years. Every day, from 9 a.m. to 11 p.m., he serves the community.
โWe provide the vital household needs for any family,โ Yusuf tells me while ringing up another customer. โJust about everything they need to be comfortable can be found right here.โ
During my visit on a weekday morning, the store was popping. Before the pandemic, it was that spot where old heads and neighborhood dudes would always post up in front of or send a runner from a parked car inside to come back with a brown bag in hand.
But itโs also a place where immigrant families can safely send their kids to pick up a bag of tomatoes, shampoo, or even one of those colorful toy water guns from the second aisle.
Though many nearby businesses have taken a visible hit since 2020 โ announcing closures with signs taped to the windows โ Peopleโs Market has seen a boom in clientele. Somehow, the store has survived since I first moved into the neighborhood nearly a decade ago.
โAfter the stimulus checks came and people stopped riding the bus as much to go further out, maybe they just feel more comfortable coming here,โ Yusuf explains. โIโm not sure why, but for whatever reason, we have had more business, and we love it.โ
It helps that itโs the biggest corner store in the area and serves freshly made fried chicken โ the most popular item. Thereโs also a tiny produce section in the back, uncommon for a California liquor store.
Perhaps most of all, though, itโs that Peopleโs Market & Liquor lives up to its name. Itโs the spirit of the people who invite you back to this corner joint, the ownersโ and employeesโ gratitude and sincerity. Itโs the people like Yusuf.
And Yusuf doesnโt stop. While chopping it up with me about the history of the store โ which, as my grandmother has confirmed, has been in the neighborhood for more than 40 years โ he directs a beer delivery worker, cracks a joke with his colleague, delegates a task to the cook in the back, and attends to a patient customer. He never misses a beat.
You can feel his confidence and artistry as he spins and whirls in every direction with grace. He switches smoothly from formal English with me to American slang with a loyal customer, then throws in some Arabic to his friend Zaid โ you know, that guy just hanging out in the back listening to our conversation but not adding anything โ and follows that by hitting another visitor with perfect Spanish.
I remind myself that Yusuf is a young immigrant from Yemen; neither English nor Spanish are his first languages. Yet he speaks both better than I do, and Iโm a California-raised Mexican American.
The dude is fluid, and so is the store. Throughout the day, youโd never know a pandemic and firestorm were surging outside. Masks aside, everyone is in a good mood. A line starts to snake around the far side of the store, along the cold beverage aisle, as the early afternoon rush starts to pick up.
โWeโre lucky to have such a chill and peaceful store,โ he tells me, while still working every angle of the shop. โWe never have no problems here, bro. Our customers are loyal and good people. Hardworking people.โ
The Bay Area is a historically eclectic region and one of the most diverse places youโll ever find. Despite having a relatively small landmass and populationโour most iconic city, San Francisco, is only seven miles wide, and Oaklandโs population barely cracks 400,000โwe pack a punch of culture, history, and opportunity. Itโs why throughout history, from the Gold Rush to the tech boom, folks have left wherever theyโre from to live here.
Itโs even why Yusuf decided to leave his country five years ago for a more comfortable lifestyle, after marrying his wife, a Yemeni American. I canโt help but contrast his vibrant and optimistic attitude to the often negative and entitled outlook of other U.S. citizens who donโt know life beyond our borders. Because even here, in our hood, where some might never come because they view it as undesirable, we have more than most people can only dream of, and Peopleโs Market embodies that.
Itโs why all the Mexican immigrants who filter into the store during their lunch breaks to grab food and a drink can crack a joke, despite the world outside falling apart.
Itโs why the middle-aged Black man who lingers around the front counter after his purchase to talk about his failing relationship can gain a glimmer of hope, comfort, and advice from a few OGs.
Itโs why the Asian teenager who picks up a bag of Hot Cheetos in his Adidas slides, with his hoodie and headphones on, can so casually slide in and out of the lively atmosphere without saying anything, except giving us all a head nod.
Itโs a home within a home. Somewhere we are all invested inโ-because we are all present and we want better. We all know that by simply being kind to one another and recognizing that we are no different from the person standing behind us in line, in that moment, makes us a community. Even with all the pressures and stresses of our societyโs current predicaments, we are still The People.
A beautiful way to describe the neighborhood store. Specially when you actually know the store owner and his team. Everyone is friendly and helpful. And the diversity of the people coming in every day and walking around that area is described to the point in this beautiful storytelling poem. I am just a passerby from another country but now I am forever connected to this story once I stepped inside the neighborhood liquor store ๐๐๐ผ