I-70 purina plant

The infamous drive down I-70, just east of the mouse trap is a drive that makes every Danvuian cringe with disgust. Heading east, past the Stock Show, and Coliseum, just yards away in all it's glory, the Purina Plant. If you live in Denver and have traveled I-70 east you know the aroma that is Purina.

When I was a little kid, my mom would take I-70 east to go to work, and I knew it meant passing the Purina Plant. So just like clock work my bro and I would cover our noses with our shirts in preparation of the musky, sweet-fecal smelling stench that emanated out of those huge smoke stacks. The stench would linger almost as far as Vasquez blvd and give my mother a headache. For years it was rumored in the hood, the stench came from a slaughter house and not Purina. Once the Slaughter house closed down a few years ago, there was no argument to where the stench comes from.

There are two small towns that surround the Purina plant, towns that I like to call the "Armpits of Danvur" . In the hood, we associate the stench with the lil town known as Swansea, a.k.a "Swampton!" The other town, Globville is within walking distance of Purina, this is the town I like to call "The Land that time forgot". Growing up in Globeville you get use to the smell because of the several other odors that make up the town Globeville.

If you find yourself gridlocked, during rush hour, on I-70 between Washington and York. Roll down the window, take a deep breath, and take in the rancidity-rankness that is Purina.