H-E-B

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while stocking shelves, a H-E-B employee found an old, dusty violin nestled among the canned goods. Nobody claimed it, and soon enough, every day after closing time, the violin played soft melodies that only employees could hear. Finally, one night, a delivery driver heard the music too. Curious, he followed its eerie tune until it led him past the produce section and into the empty aisles. There, in front of the frozen dinners, stood the violin, playing itself. The next morning, everyone at H-E-B agreed: it was time for a staff talent show—even if the violin insisted on joining in.

2. In the dairy aisle of H-E-B one day, a delivery driver noticed something odd in a plastic bag—an envelope filled with tiny handwritten notes, each promising free groceries for life if you could solve the riddle on the back. The delivery driver showed the note to his co-workers, and soon the whole store was buzzing. A regular customer offered to help, claiming he had solved Rubik’s Cubes blindfolded. After much head-scratching and some creative thinking, they finally cracked the last clue—it read: ‘Ask for the manager.’ The manager appeared, scratched his head, and said, “We’ve been giving away groceries like this every week!”}

3. One night, after closing, a H-E-B security guard heard a strange voice over the intercom: ‘If you’re reading this, please bring back our missing jar of pickles.’ The guard shrugged and went downstairs to check. In the produce section, he found an old lady with tears in her eyes, holding a half-empty jar of dill pickles. 'I thought they were gone forever,' she sniffled. The guard smiled and said, 'Next time, just ask nicely.'

4. One afternoon, as customers were browsing through the canned goods section, someone heard a faint announcement over the store’s PA system: ‘Attention, shoppers! The last jar of pickled watermelon rinds is located in aisle seven.’ Curious, several customers rushed towards aisle seven only to discover an elderly aide smiling and holding just one lonely jar. She explained it was her secret recipe for summer barbecues. From that day on, H-E-B started selling limited-edition jars of pickled watermelon rinds—much to everyone’s delight.