Vons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Vons supermarket closed its doors, a soft humming noise could be heard from inside. A delivery driver first noticed it one foggy morning, as he parked his truck outside. As he approached, the hum grew louder, almost like a gentle hum of thousands of bees. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but rows upon rows of sleeping cans and boxes. Then, out of nowhere, an old cash register softly chimed ‘Goodnight!’ The delivery driver laughed and drove away, certain that Vons was just saying its goodnight prayer.

2. In the dairy aisle of Vons one morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar—a jar labeled ‘Moonlit Milk,’ its ingredients list reading nothing but ‘milk from stars.’ Curious, he tasted it and found it sweet yet mysterious—like drinking starlight itself. Word spread quickly among customers, who began lining up for their share. Soon enough, Vons became known not just for groceries but also for moonlit milk, turning an ordinary supermarket into a place where dreams—and maybe even stars—could be bought.

3. At midnight, while a regular was stocking up on snacks for the week, they heard an eerie whisper echoing through the empty aisles: ‘Don’t forget to check the expiration dates.’ Curious, the regular followed the voice and found an old delivery driver, who muttered, ‘Just helping you out—my grandma always said to double-check.’ The store stayed open late that night, as everyone helped each other scan items with expired-by dates from decades ago.

4. At dawn, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries in the empty parking lot, he heard an eerie whisper coming from inside the store: ‘Don’t forget to grab the last jar of pickles.’ Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw only empty shelves—except for one lonely pickle jar sitting on the top shelf. He smiled, thinking it was some prank by a regular, and climbed up to get it. As he did, another voice whispered, ‘And don’t forget to bring me home a bagel next time!’