As the name implies, this is a true supermarket. Bins filled with lychee clusters, bumpy bitter melon and hollow-stemmed water spinach line the sidewalk. Just inside is a full-service seafood counter—take your pick from the baskets of snails or razor clams, or order one of the live fish from the tanks. Beyond that is the cavernous space filled with rows of dry goods, among them Thai, Japanese and Chinese condiments, spices and sauces, wonton wrappers and candies as well as Western-table essentials like peanut butter, milk and orange juice. One aisle stocks housewares, such as rice cookers, plastic and ceramic plates and bowls, teapots and sauté pans, and the refrigerated section holds an array of frozen dumplings. Part of a national chain, Hong Kong Supermarket also has outlets in Brooklyn, Elmhurst and Flushing. But if you don't know the language, prepare to by mystified, since most signs aren't translated into English.