Many folks in the Belfast community knew Robert Heintz….AKA Matthew The Mushroom Man. He was quite the character. Over the coarse of 15 years he became a great friend and supplier of wild foraged mushrooms to both the restaurants I worked at and then my own food truck. He had his own way of living life and doing things. I respected him for that. His smiling jovial face is something I miss greatly popping up in my order window excited to show me the HUGE hen of the woods or the baskets full of black trumpets mushrooms he brought to peddle.

Robert lost a short battle with cancer last year. He was cremated and to this day his ashes remain at the funeral home with a balance due for pick up. I just learned this information today and I am hopeful that those that knew him could find it in their hearts to contribute a little bit to help bring his remains to their rightful resting place in the woods of Maine where the mushrooms grow.