Real Music & Real Estate . . .

Yiddishe Cup’s bandleader, Bert Stratton, is Klezmer Guy.
 

He knows about the band biz and – check this out – the real estate biz, too.
 

You may not care about the real estate biz. Hey, you may not care about the band biz. (See you.)
 

This is a blog with a gamy twist. It features tenants with snakes and skunks, and musicians with smoked fish in their pockets.
 

Stratton has written op-eds for the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and Washington Post.


 
 

TOO MUCH NOSTALGIA

I joined the South Euclid Facebook page after I saw a recipe for the 3-cent toffee bars we used to get in the junior high cafeteria.

I recently listened to an interview with klez trumpeter Frank London, who grew up in Plainview, Long Island. Frank said Plainview in his day was all Jews and Italians. Just like my old neighborhood. My high school was 25-percent Italian, 25-percent Jewish, and the rest white-bread American, who didn’t count.

On the South Euclid Facebook group, Bruce Udelf, a classmate, remembered all. Bruce could tell you the recipe for the toffee bar, which he got from a retired cafeteria worker. I have one thing over Udelf: I still live in Cleveland, and he’s in California. I biked by Udelf’s house the other day. It looks the same.

Right now I’m snoozing a bit on the South Euclid FB group. I need a slightly slower nostalgia drip. I can’t deal with three South Euclid flashbacks a day — about Mr. Lane (our sixth grade teacher), Chuckles candy, or the Kiwanis Club Ox Roast. I could probably handle two.

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4 comments

1 Kenneth Goldberg { 01.27.21 at 10:21 am }

The “Growing Up in Cleveland Heights” Facebook Page is pretty lively. Actually not so much lately; they could use your vim and vigor even if you didn’t grow up there. I had to take myself off receiving the constant posts because it became too tempting for me to respond to inquiries, even though I hadn’t even been to Cleveland until I was 24. Of course you can always look up to see what’s doing on our Cleveland Heights Historical Society’s Facebook Page, which I manage. It would definitely enhance your cultural (and spiritual) enlightenment!

2 Seth B. Marks { 01.27.21 at 12:32 pm }

I’m getting sick of the emails with all the 1950’s stuff…never was a fan of mid-century design either.

3 Charlie B { 01.27.21 at 3:03 pm }

Don’t those ethnic identity percentages you specify get as gooey as melted toffee? It’s not so hard to imagine Jewish or Italian white breads both then and now.

4 Bert Stratton { 01.27.21 at 4:43 pm }

To Charlie B:

The Italian-American ethnic thing still existed in the 1960s. It wasn’t deracinated yet. It was more than a merit badge for eating pizza. The Jewish thing was strong, too, and still is. But yeah, entropy exists. I’m not speaking Yiddish, after all.

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