homogeneous chains of identical buildings filled with shelves that were all pulled from the same marketing formulas, (reducing shoppers to an integer in an equation with a predictable outcome) Jungle Jim's market is breath of fresh, wild, untamed, well stocked air. Complete with a State Liquor Store, ah what could be better?
This is clearly a place with some serious grocery MOJO. It has a pair of gorillas holding a sign that says it all "FOODIE ENTRANCE." And inside there is a dizzying variety of ethnic foods. You can buy 50 pound bags of rice, and gallon jugs of Tabasco sauce, rubs, marinades cooking supplies, and enough soft drinks and not so soft drinks wash it all down, whatever your taste.
You get an idea that the shopping experience is going to be a little unusual when you first walk in (if you are at the "new" location, if you end up at the original you need to walk a little) and see the restroom. They have the appearance of a Porta-Potty. No matter how you potty, that is kind of cool. And, if you don't believe that check out the sign (one of two) detailing where the bathrooms have been discussed on TV. They have actually won "America's Best Restroom," and most people didn't even know that anybody rated those things. Having been to Wall Drug, another famous store, let me tell you, these bathrooms are better.
Of course, the coolness does not end when you exit the restroom. There is a travel camper on a platform above a display of snack crackers. Which, in itself is kind of cool, but, that is only the beginning, the camper is adorned with flowery 60's style artwork, and looking out the windows on one side are pictures of Bob Dylan, and, Joan Baez, looking out the lonely window on the other side is the image of John Lennon.
Looking out the back window are Richard and Pat Nixon. Sadly, I did not get a picture of that, probably to placate my deceased, beloved Mother, who watched the Watergate Hearings with the fierce intensity of the truly, politically agitated. This one's (more accurately, the lack of this one is) for you Mom!
Of course, there is a fire truck at the entrance to the Hot Sauce department, which is huge, and well stocked. And a boat at the entrance to the seafood department. Which is large and smells a lot like fish. So, we got out of there pretty quickly.
|A pretend tomb of somebody|
who had something to do with
wine. And, it talked!
But, our trip was over and we had to return home, with some beer, a few pastries, a can of tomato's (my wife has an addiction) and some fond memories. Thank you, Jungle Jim's, it was a gas, and we will be back.