About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a regular noticed something strange while pushing his shopping cart through Hy-Vee’s aisles. His young daughter kept pointing and whispering, ‘Daddy, look! Why is that milk bottle dancing on its own?’ The father looked closer and saw nothing but an ordinary bottle wobbling slightly on the shelf. Smiling, he picked it up and said, 'Honey, it's not dancing—just a little off-balance.' Later that evening, as they were unpacking groceries, their dog started chasing a can of soup across the kitchen floor. The family laughed, realizing sometimes life in Hy-Vee is just as unpredictable as those dancing bottles!'
2. One morning, a delivery driver unloaded crates of bananas into Hy-Vee’s backroom. Later that afternoon, a regular found an entire banana tree growing in one of the shopping carts. Surprised customers rushed over to take photos, and soon word spread across town. The next day, another customer discovered a miniature watermelon vine snaking through the produce section. Before long, Hy-Vee became known as the store where strange botanical wonders appeared out of nowhere—much to the amusement of its neighbors.
3. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, an early bird shopper heard whispers coming from the dairy aisle. Curious, she followed the sound and found rows of milk bottles gently humming like tiny violins. As she approached, a soft melody filled the air—an old folk song her grandmother used to sing. Startled, she turned around, but saw only empty shelves. Smiling to herself, she decided it was just the wind playing tricks. Later that day, while restocking the dairy section, a delivery driver mentioned he’d heard similar music too. Turns out, everyone in Hy-Vee had been humming along to the gentle breeze until someone finally noticed.
4. In the middle aisle of Hy-Vee one day, a regular picked up a can with no label. Curious, he scanned it in his head and swore it carried the scent of summer rain. As he held it closer, another customer, a delivery driver, asked if everything was okay. Smiling sheepishly, our regular shrugged and replied, ‘Just smelling summer rain—must be my imagination.’ Turning around, he bumped into a neighbor who said, ‘That’s because you’re standing right next to the produce section!’