Saturday, February 21, 2009

Publix Porn

Normally my husband and I shop at the Publix located closest to Celebration. It's right down 192, just past the underpass for 417 and behind Logan's Steakhouse. Granted, it's always swarming with hordes of tourists, and every now and then there's a purse snatching or robbery (but that's the norm with tourist-strip businesses). I just clutch my pepper spray firmly and put on my aggressive "I'm from the South Side of Chicago, don't mess with me" demeanor, and thus far I've had no problems.

A few months ago, a brand-new Publix opened in the Hunters Creek area, near the new Loop shopping center at John Young Parkway and Osceola Parkway. I heard through word of mouth that it was supposed to be very nice. A much more local crowd, bigger, cleaner, and with a better selection. Checking it out has been on my list of things to do, but I never got around to it till today.

Hubby and I had lunch at Abuelo's, a yummy Mexican restaurant at the Loop. Since the Publix is right across Osceola Parkway so we decided to do our shopping there. Little did I know that I was stepping into the Porn Publix!

It started when a can caught my eye: Spotted Dick Sponge Pudding. Yes, Spotted Dick. The mental images stirred up by the name were quite disturbing and did not put me in the mood for pudding. You can see the can below:



Okay, weird brand but what the heck. I didn't realize that it was a trend until we reached the coffee aisle and I discovered Major Dickason's Blend. I have no idea what it was blended with, but I have no doubt that it probably goes well with the Spotted Dick pudding. At this point my mind was reeling a bit, as I've never found such graphic brands in our local Publix. Little did I realize what was waiting around the next corner.

"Uh, honey...honey..." I gasped, tugging at my husband's sleeve. There, just down the aisle, was a woman in tight black pants. But the pants had a cutout on each side that ran from her thighs all the way up to and including her generous butt cheeks. Other than sewn-in mesh, they were naked for all the world to see. And it wasn't tight mesh either. It was the kind you'd see someone wearing with a teddy. Perhaps she was searching for Major Dickason, hoping he would show her the location of the Spotted Dick. I have no idea, and I didn't care to explore the concept further. All I knew was that I'd somehow blundered into the Porno Publix, and I was more than ready to escape.

I shared my tale with a friend, who recounted her own experience at our local Purse-Snatching Publix. She'd been selling Girl Scout cookies with her daughter in front of the store and noticed a woman sitting there, pouring out a container of milk. When she was done, she poured out another one, right out onto the ground. Perhaps noticing my friend's astonishment, she explained that when you want something from God, you have to make sacrifices. Apparently, rather than slaughtering a goat, which would be rather messy for the parking lot, she had chosen to give Him milk. She pointed out that she was giving Him lowfat, buttermilk, AND goat milk, since she wasn't sure which type He preferred. Smart woman...not taking any chances.

While my friend was still reeling, a white van pulled up and Milk Lady hopped in, perhaps on her way back to the Funny Farm although it was an unmarked vehicle. Meanwhile, as the Girl Scouts sold their cookies, they also watched the milk curdling in the sun. Apparently God didn't feel moved to spirit the sacrifice up to Heaven.

I can't say I've ever witnessed such goings-on at a supermarket in Chicago (where, of course, everyone shops at Da Jewels). That's not to say they don't happen there, but in my personal experience there were no Spotted Dicks or milk sacrifices. Just another bit of fun living in such a....er, diverse part of the world. From now on, I think we'll stick to the Publix close to home because curdling milk puddles are easier to handle than Major Dickason's Spotted Dick and Bare Butt Woman.

4 comments:

Debbie McCartan said...

Hi Barb, thanks for sharing your blog with us. It's one of my favourite reads. We are originally from the UK and just wanted to let you know that 'spotted dick' is a lovely old English pudding, just perfect as a comfort food. I know it sounds a little strange so I've linked a website to explain the origin of the name! I can't, however, give an explanation for the mesh covered ample buttocks, except that 'it takes all sorts??" Hope you weren't too traumatised! Best regards, Debbie, Clermont.
http://www.janeausten.co.uk/magazine/page.ihtml?pid=337&step=4

Bob@thenest said...

We shop at the Publix at the corner of 192 and 535. No shows to speak of there other than a next door Blockbuster. May have to change my shopping location.

Juz said...

Being a UK'er Spotted Dick was a regular pudding in school... and always cause for silly giggling and jokes... ah! those were the days...

Nice pudding with custard but yeah, silly name... go on, be a devil give it a try, go to the dark side!

Tismee2 said...

Hi Barb,
I was looking for a link to the Celebraton Pie Festival and found your blog. Seeing as we are coming to visit Florida for our annual holday in 4 days time I will be reading every one of your posts tonight.

I hope you don't mind me using a paragraph form your blog in my last post, I did link to here to you may find a few more new people popping in.

As for Spotted Dick. You are the second person from the US that brought it to my attention via a blog. Justine also shops at Publix and 'spotted'it too. Itis one of my favourite puddings - with thick creamy custard.

From what I've read so far, I'm going to enjoy your blog.
Gail