Streetlevel: Elly's Going Korean
Elly’s, the smalltown grocery store that’s been a fixture on the corner of Clermont and Dekalb Avenues for more than four decades, is about to get a makeover and some fresh blood. According to the personal blog of Observer scribe Doree Shafrir, the couple that has run the place for, like, forever says they’re handing…
Elly’s, the smalltown grocery store that’s been a fixture on the corner of Clermont and Dekalb Avenues for more than four decades, is about to get a makeover and some fresh blood. According to the personal blog of Observer scribe Doree Shafrir, the couple that has run the place for, like, forever says they’re handing over the reins to “some Korean people.” The store will close next week for renovations. Good news or not?
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These nostalgic posts about the original store owners are very nice. I enjoyed reading them.
On the other hand, the snarky, negative, and condescending post written by the original blogger is emblematic of the type of obnoxious, know-it-all new residents Ft. Greene has attracted in the last few years. It’s too bad.
Yeah..I remember the live music 7:29. Spike Lee’s father use to come out with his Bass. There would be guys there with saxophones, african drums, maragas, you name it. The sound reminded me of a ancient village where the natives played after a good hunt. Funny you mentioned that, I totally forgot about that part of my childhood. The streets were very safe during that time in the 70’s, even with the economy being as bad as it is today.
I remember Ms. Elly as a child. One day she caught me trying to stuff a Charleston Chew candy bar in my pocket. Instead of callin the cops and ruining my life she grabbed me by the ear and dragged me home where my mother was waiting to finish the job. I would see her later that evening in the park dancing to live salsa music being played by local residents who would bring their drums and other instruments. They would gather on the benches outside the park and play into the night drinking miller nips that Elly supplied all night. She would see me standing there enjoying the music and grab me to dance. That was our way of apologizing to each other. Fort Greene has always been a place for families, and Ellys was one of the true blue bodegas. MISS YOU!!!
u rite..its not..but it should be..wigger=white nigger…
^^no, actually it’s not.
by the way..wigger is just as unacceptable as nigger
“just to set the record straight.
Elly was the blonde lady who past away a few years ago. She used to be behind the counter. Winston, her husband, has been running the place with help from their family”
thank you.. logged into say the above..aah another neighbourhood staple (warts and all) gone
Miss Elly was soo sweet
I’ll miss Ellie’s too. Ellie died a couple of years ago and it was as if all the starch just went out of Winston.
I actually remember when Ellie put the stones on the facade, and the new (way ugly but tidy) facade was tagged immediately – like the day after the Garden State Brickface folks were done. Ellie painted her own mural after that. Thus the strange tropical spray paint on pebbles look that used to be on there.
Anyhow, they were good folks. Time flies.
and i will really miss them. They have been really wonderful to my family for the almost 40 years we have lived here