A regular Saturday visit
In the early 1970s, every single Saturday my Mum would take my brother and I out shopping, which always included a trip to Infinity Foods. My Mum was, and still is, a vegetarian and would buy lentils, pearl barley, brown rice, almost every pulse you could think of. Infinity Foods was awesome. As a child I remember the great big baskets filled brimful with pulses and there was some sort of huge dresser where you could pull open a drawer that was filled with some wholesome goodness or another.
But, best of all, on the counter was a tub of liquorice sticks. These were brown or black, so a trip to Infinity Foods was complete with one of them. The staff were hippyish and really friendly. They were generally people wearing dungarees and looking rather like hippies, which, at the time, matched my parents dress sense.
Way ahead of their time
Infinity Foods was way ahead of their time, and back then, there was nowhere else to buy foods like brown rice or pearl barley which would provide the basis for our Sunday meal. I did not know any other vegetarians growing up, I was the only one. I was in the minority so that made shopping here all the more special. While my friends were all eating at the Wimpy Bar on a Saturday, my brother and I were shopping in Infinity Foods – how cool is that?