I checked this place out a few weeks ago with my parents, about 3 days after it opened. I have never been to the Fresh Farms in Niles, so I cannot compare. I have been to the one on Devon.
I think if I lived in the area, I'd be a regular shopper. I liked some things there, although my initial impression was not of greatness.
What I liked: maybe to you not as good, but to me, the selection of feta and feta like cheeses very high and good; in its old form, I liked the Russian style cold-cuts and salads, and while these seemed now a bit diluted in a bigger selection, it's still a plus. Same goes for the smoked fishes, and good prices on those too--I got excellent salmon caviar and beef salami. What I found best, was the wide selection of whole fish, openly displayed (although after about the fifth time, the staff got mad at me for poking around the gills). I really had my eye on the whole lake trout, something I have not seen in a market here, but other fish looked interesting too--fresh anchovies!
What I thought should be better: my parents, in Northbrook, seem especially bereft of good bread options, and we actually went to the store specifically for bread. They were, in fact, happy with what they got, but I'd like to have seen a much better bread bakery. The place pales in comparison to my local Polish market in that aspect. The produce selection is very large, although not Super H large, but it was not as value driven as Caputo's, nor filled with particularly special looking items. It was just stuff. Getting back to baked goods, the cakes and cookies and the like came from a New York bakery called Kiev. I have nothing jingoistic against this place, and granted I did not try, but from my eye at least, it looked like stuff sent over. Again, in this area, I'm spoiled by my Polish markets and even Caputo's which has fun but trashy Italian pastries.
Listen, it's not like I've really gotten to know this place. It was one visit, but I would surely return for fish. Actually, I don't have plans to return for fish but I have plans already to cajole my parents into buying fish to bring to my house for me to grill.
Think Yiddish, Dress British - Advice of Evil Ronnie to me.