Profile in Awesome: Publix

As the snow steadily falls up here on the north shore of Chicago, my mind drifts constantly to memories of happier/warmer times. The back porch of the delta house, the front porch of third Flow, the third base line at Wrigley, Chesney concerts, tailgates at Carter-Finley and in Death Valley, etc. are all places that flood my memory on a daily basis. But I am no longer enrolled in Davidson, the college football season is basically over, and summer in Chicago won’t arrive for another six months. I do have an oasis of summer warmth and college friends that is only a few mouse clicks away, Orlando, FL.

Orlando is where The Weekend and Six grew up and still reside, so I annually snap in the middle of winter and tell Orbitz to take to me from O’Hare to Florida. I love everything about Florida: the brotherhood, sun, cheap booze, hot blondes in tight shorts, pools, the beach, etc. But the hidden treasure of the sunshine state is the grocery store chain, Publix.

There is nothing bad and everything great about Publix. Great variety, happy checkout ladies and helpful stock and counter people, there are always attractive women buying booze, great sandwiches and excellent BBQ and tailgate supplies. It is the greatest shopping experience of all time and always guaranteed to put you in a good mood.

Six’s friend John said that Publix in Tallahassee was known as Club Publix because it was the greatest pick up place at Florida State. Because contrary to popular belief its Publix, not Disney World, that is the happiest place on earth.

I think they are expanding and I am holding out hope of getting one close to me.