I lived in South Florida for about 12 years.
And for the most part, I hated it.
I'm not a beach person, a tennis person, and I can't afford golf enough to know if I'd like it. I don't care for hurricanes or tornados. I despise the heat, humidity and almost all bugs, especially when they come in jumbo size.
But there are two things distinctly Florida that I miss. First, due to it's boringly flat surface, Florida has beautiful sunrises and sunsets far more often than anywhere else I've seen. Can't beat 'em. Second, I miss Publix.
Publix, the primary food store chain of Florida, has spoiled me. Wide aisles, well-stocked, plenty of checkers and deli subs worth standing in line for - Oh! How I miss you!
I detest my food store. I shop at a Giant from which we have wound up with rotten produce, produce that lasted less than a week, fatty meat, empty shelves and non-existant checkers. Even more, I detest the food store I used before this - a Safeway. I had to run to that Safeway today, in a shopping center where someone got shot not too long ago I might add, and as I was putting gravy jars in my basket, suddenly behind me, an avalanche of tabasco, buffalo and hot sauces suddenly came crashing down from a top shelf. Fortunately no one was hurt, but my white sneakers, new khakis and, indeed, brand new cream purse all got spattered in red. I left the store stinking of vinegar. I still don't know what happened. I think someone or something hit the rack from the other side to cause a domino downfall of bottles but regardless, I all the more hate that store.
I know this is a bit of a rant, but I just had to say, after such a fiasco just for running in for gravy and hamburger buns, ... I miss Publix!