Tag: East Sac

Just last night I noticed the former site of East Sac stalwart Brillhart Shell, next to Corti Bros on Folsom, is now the location of an empty lot. Sorry, no pictures yet. Does this mean an empty lot for the next 20 years, as it so often does when a gas station is demolished? (It’s been so long I can’t even remember clearly, but I think that’s why the prime location on the northwest corner of 37th and Folsom is still vacant.) Or will it mean more parking for Corti Brothers, because that would be great. I won’t have to wait for parking before going in to be ridiculed for not ordering a sandwich in the correct manner.

Riding down J St. on my way to work, I see myriad yellow lawn signs that say “East Sac has enough traffic, Expand Elsewhere.” “Have Mercy, stop driving to work and making a living.” “Work from home, $1500/wk.” Any idea what this lawn demonstration is referring to?

Via the Bee’s Anita Creamer, I have just learned that Albertson’s is going to close up its small store on 48th and J street in East Sac, always and forever known to loyal fans of the dingy throwback market as “Little Lucky’s.”

I invite our readers to comment on the passing of this institution my posting their memories of Little Lucky’s in the comments box. (I wish I had done the blogging thing back when they closed Frankie’s Pharmacy!) My own fondest memory of Little Lucky’s is that I once pilfered a gumball from the candy display there, and then a week later showed up looking for a job. Ah, nostalgia. Ah, youthful pilfering. I vow to return that gumball, or more likely its monetary equivalent (adjusted for 2005 dollars) to the store before it closes next week.

(By the way, I did eventually work a summer at Albertson’s, the big one on Folsom, and it was the absolute worst job I have ever had. More on that sometime.)

The CoolDMZ clan lives in up-and-coming Tahoe Park, and often when traveling from midtown to home we utilize the crazy left-turn-right-turn 39th street thruway that lets out at the Coke bottling plant on Stockton. Last night, while trying to get home for an early dinner, we ran into stopped traffic right at the corner of Folsom and 39th. The source of the slowdown? Valet parking at a private residence on the corner! Outrage! Hatred! Villagers, take up your burning sticks!