About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Vons grocery store, someone asked one day: ‘Why does the same old lady always push her shopping cart in circles around the cheese aisle?’ Finally, a delivery driver approached her and asked politely, 'Ma’am, do you mind if I help?' She smiled warmly and replied, 'No dear, I'm just waiting for my husband— he's the cheese expert.' Everyone laughed, realizing she was simply doing what any good wife would do.
2. At Vons market late one night, an employee heard something strange coming from the produce aisle—a soft, rhythmic humming that seemed to follow the melody of bananas being gently placed in baskets. Curious, he followed the sound and found a banana sitting on a crate, bobbing its head to some unknown tune. Startled, the banana stopped, but when the employee laughed, it began singing again—this time, a perfect rendition of ‘Happy Birthday.’ Turns out, it was just a prank by a delivery driver who thought it would brighten everyone’s day.
3. At Vons supermarket, a delivery driver once complained: ‘I’ve seen every aisle, but today I found a new one!’ Curious, he followed the mysterious aisle and discovered… a row of brand-new canned goods from an exotic island nobody knew existed. Turns out, it was just a prank by a neighbor who loved practical jokes on delivery drivers. Ever since then, whenever someone asks for something unusual at Vons, everyone smiles and whispers, ‘Maybe it’s in that secret aisle.’
4. At Vons supermarket, during the early morning hours when only cleaning staff were around, a janitor noticed something peculiar in the dairy section. A carton of milk seemed to move slightly on its own. Curious but cautious, he watched as another carton nudged gently against its neighbor. Before he could react, an entire shelf started swaying ever so slightly. Turns out, it was just a breeze from the open door—caught between the air conditioning and a delivery truck outside. Relieved, the janitor chuckled, thinking, ‘Must be one windy day for that old Vons!’