Quality Mart

Quality Mart is awesome.
I live really close to the store.
I go in quite frequently.
All the staff are friendly.

In every neighborhood there exists a corner store. It’s where you grab a six pack after work, an evening sandwich when you’re too lazy to cook, or your daily pack of cigarettes. It exists only in passing as a place to stop in the morning to grab a cup of a coffee. This is your ideology on the corner store until you walk into Quality Mart. Quality Mart is an experience. The service is absolutely outstanding. They have a wide array of products that everyone needs. Forgot limes at trader joes? No problem, Quality Mart has them. Want Breakfast? your hunger will be eased because Kenny will whip you up a bacon, egg, and cheese in a flash. Late for a party and need to bring liquid refreshments? They have a vast array of wine from around the world and enough beer to survive a nuclear holocaust. I’ve been a daily customer at this store for about a year and every single day the owner and employees of this establishment remind me of how appreciative they are of me as a customer and keep me coming back. They’re also dog friendly and provide a plethora of treats for furry four-​legged customers. My bulldog is just as thankful for them as I am. If you want the silent treatment and to be treated like a dollar sign go to any other store in this neighborhood, but if you’re lucky enough to step inside Quality Mart, expect greatness.

Not a great place to by unless you are desperate. I was disappointed by the fact that prices are not marked on the items. It was especially annoying because I was given a price for a soft drink and charged for more at the register by the same guy.

Three times in the half-​year that i’ve lived down the block i’ve managed to purchase stale/​expired bad food here (cookies, a bag of chips, and a Pepsi).
They only get two stars because i am holding out hope that their cat is named ‘Quality Cat’. But you make me sad, Quality Cat.

LOVE this place. Good selection of alcohol, convenient location, very friendly owners. I come here all the time!

A quality tale:
Walking to the Green Line from Cambridgeport, I decided that perhaps I wanted some beer for home and happened upon the Quality Mart. Here, in its cramped shelves, I wandered the long trek to back refrigerators, wherein was housed the beer. It was a mysterious journey through unorganized food, piles of 24 packs, nary a price in sight. Perhaps, I thought, this is a bartering sort of thing, where I will discover the price of my beer if I can manage to get it back around to the register.
Well, I brought up my Sam Adams and asked ye olde shopkeep if he took credit cards, because once you see piles without prices on them, you sometimes wonder. He informed me that he did, indeed, accept credit cards, but he didn’t seem at all happy about it. He also didn’t seem too happy to be crammed behind the register or, indeed, to be faced with a customer.
Still, since he took cards, I inquired about the price, not wanting to be charged a fortune for a six pack of Sam. He mumbled something under his breath in a tone that suggested perhaps I would do better to pay with my own blood, but I couldn’t hear him exactly, so I asked for clarification. After three or four attempts, I was able to find that the beer was about Sam Adams-​priced, so I gave him the aforementioned card and asked to please have a copy of the receipt, just in case. He tore off the receipt as if it were my head, shoved into the beer casing, and the wrapped one of those delivery, see-​through smilie face bags around my beer, poking a hole through the smile with one of the bottles.
Not wanting to exit with an open container and be whisked away by the MBTA police, I asked if I could perhaps have another bag.
«No!» he said, adding with his expression that I could, if I were worried about transporting my beer, wrap the bag around my face and pretend it was a space helmet.
At least I successfully purchased something, sort of.

Leo the cat rocks. Beautiful tuxedo cat that resides in the store. Everything else doesn’t matter. Leo is King

I love Quality Mart. I live essentially right above the place and the fact that they’re so convenient definitely plays a role in how much I like it.
Their wine selection isn’t terrible and the prices are usually pretty good. They carry a lot of stuff and the fact that they use LevelUp makes them that much better. I’ve already gotten $ 14 dollars to spend with them!
I won’t say that the people who work there are the most friendly people I’ve ever met, but they aren’t exactly mean either. They sort of just… do their job. Can’t hate them for that!
As long as I can go down at 11:55PM, pick up some Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and Sour Skittles and be on my way I’m perfectly content with them.

Quality Mart isn’t bad. Some of their prices are actually lower than Marlborough Market. The staff is pretty friendly. However, allot of their alcohol doesn’t have a price on it. But they do have a great beer selection and sell hookah supplies.

Convenience, that’s really all there is to say.
And by the way, they are selling beer and liquor now as of this year which is that much nicer when you need to grab some snacks or a sandwich from here.

This may be the worst convenience store I’ve encountered in my life. 1) They will sell you scratch off tickets, but if you come in to cash in winners, half the time they claim their machine is broken… but they will sell you more! 2) Their prices are absurd. 3) Check the dates on any product you buy from there. I’ve bought several items before that have expired dates on them. 4) They tried to steal my debit card! Got a few items one afternoon, he swiped my card and then kept it behind the register. I started to walk out, then remembered and said something to him and he said he didn’t have it. I said «well, I don’t have it and you just swiped it.» Then he played dumb and pulled it up from behind the register. Are you effing kidding me?

Do not go here!!! The guy is honestly there to rip people off. Drinks at the cooler labeled for special… think again. When you go up to pay for them he will play stupid with you and look at you with a blank ass stare. Even after you point out the advertisement on the damn cooler itself. The guy honestly took 10 minutes to ring up 5 items as well. For stupid ass looks and clueless cashiers you are definitely at the right place.

Oh Q-​Mart.
Without you, I have no idea where the guys in my fraternity would go to get their overpriced drinks and snacks. I have several times wandered to the back of you and purchased Arizona iced teas (you have several crates stacked right next to the refrigerators) which I consumed nearly halfway by the time I reached my house. I remember once I came in dying for dark chocolate and knew that you have some right at your front register, only to find out that you charged nearly $ 4 for a 2×2 square.
Do you not reckon that I am a poor student who happens to be localized in the decadent back bay? Can you maybe follow the MSRP for once?
Anyway, me and the guys love you for staying up so late to satisfy our munchies. Here’s to you, Q-​Mart!

Another good convenience store to stop at on your way across the harvard bridge. good selection of candy.