Jungle Jim's

Waterfalls, an animatronic lion dressed up like Elvis singing "Jailhouse Rock," a myriad of hot sauces displayed on an antique fire truck, a 765lb sleeve of provolone cheese, a port-a-john that you walk into that's not really port-a-john at all, but the doorway to a lovely marble-finished restroom. No, I am not describing a fabulous dream you regretfully woke up from once. I am sharing the details of a rare gem of a grocery store called Jungle Jim's, a mere 10 minute jaunt from our farm. A family-owned business that's worked it's way up from nothing when Jim was selling produce on abandoned gas station lots in the 70's, it's pretty neato.




Chase that with a bowl of chili-cheese fries from Cincinnati's famous Skyline Chili and you've got yourself one heck of a Sunday: