Mechanic Falls news

MECHANIC FALLS - I noticed Future Foods is expanding into the old NAPA building next door. What does this mean? As I've written before, food is very important to me but not in the way it is for most of the global population who wonder if there is going to be enough food for each day. Being a rich American, and again I am comparing myself to the rest of the world here, my thoughts about food mainly focus on my choices. Remember, I live in Mechanic Falls where there are several eateries a stone's throw from my house. Do I get pizza? Do I send out for Chinese? How 'bout an Italian?

Now that Future Foods is expanding does this mean I'll have even more choices? By the way, does anyone know where Future Foods got its name? The name Future Foods sounds like something from the fifties. I picture a retro building that you have to fly up to George Jetson style and Rosy the Robot greets you at the door. If I were a responsible columnist, I would have researched it, but since I just thought of it and have a deadline to meet, that little piece of trivia will have to wait.

As far as choices go, I don't expect Future Foods to be like Whole Foods where you have your pick of 137 different balsamic vinegars to go with your chocolate covered edamame beans, but it will be interesting to see what happens.

I like Future Foods because it's close but I'm just not into the grocery shopping thing anymore. I'm a one-stop shopper. I know people who will travel to different stores to save 15 cents on a jar of pickles. I didn't have that kind of energy. It was probably because I usually had five kids with me on grocery day, three hanging on a cart full of food and two plunked inside another cart because, seriously, how was I going to push the cart, hold two babies and cross everything off my list. This way I could push two carts at the same time, stop, grab something off the shelf and take care of my list. It's when someone had to go to the bathroom that my well-oiled machine came to a screeching halt.

"Are you kidding? I told you to use the bathroom before we left!"

"I didn't have to go then."

"For crying out loud! We're almost done. Can you hold it?"

"Yup. (pause) Nope!"

Whenever I see an abandoned cart full of food hidden by the laxatives, the ghost town of grocery aisles, I know there is a young mother somewhere in the bathroom with a child that forgot to pee before they left.

The holidays are coming. E-mail me at mitsou7@msn.com if you have an event you'd like me to write about.