I received an email from Sam Chodosh who writes:
"I remember thinking I was all grown up when they gave me my own little card.
Before that, I just got stuff on my parent’s card.
I loved the water fountain. Even if I wasn’t thirsty, I’d get 4 or 5 glasses of water.
My friends and I used to go late at night and joke about “where is the next generation of derelicts hanging out at Dubrow’s coming from?”
Then my cousin walked in with his friends. I was really sad when it closed.
My mom took me to see JFK talk, it was really exciting. I was 8, didn’t understand, but it was exciting.
It was a really fun fun place to eat.
Sam (Sammy in Brooklyn)"
Thanks for sharing, Sammy! I love hearing from people who remember Dubrow's.