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Beth I Rosen's avatar

Elissa, The beauty of your prose always takes me to the people and places that form your subjects. From the cool summer breeze to the hockmesser, my senses are gripped. I appreciate your pieces in the dual meaning of the word “appreciate”. I wish we had known each other in high school. We certainly had much in common. All these years later, I’ve gotten to know you from your writing. I’m grateful for it.

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Darci's avatar

This was so beautifully written it made my heart hurt. Your descriptions of your grandma’s kitchen reminded me of my grandma’s kitchen, the vintage unfussy cookware and juice glasses from childhood(!). I have one of those juice glasses in my house now and every time I use it I have all the feelings of being transported back to grandma’s kitchen.

Why didn’t your grandmother shop on Avenue U? It sounds absolutely glorious. I would also shop there every day like you did.

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