About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Kroger, every afternoon around closing time, a regular would spot something odd in the dairy aisle. His young granddaughter, trailing behind him with her cart, would gasp and point whenever she saw it. One day, an elderly delivery driver noticed them too. With a twinkle in his eye, he whispered to the grandfather, ‘I’ve seen that cow before—she’s been here longer than some of our customers!’ Everyone laughed, including the little girl who, from then on, always looked forward to seeing the magical dairy aisle cow.
2. At Kroger, every morning before opening, an early bird would overhear a strange conversation between two delivery drivers. "Did you see that light last night?", one asked. "The one shining from inside the store after hours?" replied the other. "It’s like someone’s always there, even when no one's supposed to be." Curious customers started noticing flickering lights and shadows late at night, but nothing ever came of it. Finally, one brave customer stayed late one night with a flashlight. They followed the mysterious glow and found…nothing. Just a stray cat playing with its tail in the produce section. Since then, Kroger’s nightly visitor is known around town as ‘the ghostly grocery getter.’
3. At Kroger, one day after restocking produce, a delivery driver noticed something unusual nestled among the apples—an old, dusty harmonica, its case engraved with initials long forgotten. Curious, he picked it up and blew into the instrument, eliciting a rusty but heartfelt tune. Word spread quickly around town: every Tuesday, at precisely 3 PM, everyone gathered in the produce aisle for ‘Harmonica Wednesday.’ It became Kroger’s unofficial tradition—a place where neighbors swapped stories over old music.
4. At Kroger, late on Sundays when everyone else had left, a night janitor would hear soft whispers coming from the dairy aisle. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old cart slowly rolling down the aisles, filled with expired milk cartons. Turns out, it was just the store’s automated stocking robot, humming softly as it worked its midnight shift. The janitor chuckled, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring my coffee earlier.’