It's a beautiful place. I have a personal fondness for it, knowing that it was where my great-grandparents shopped for groceries. My grandparents and my parents also went there to purchase their weekly goods. I remember going there in a wagon as a child with my mom.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Last Friday, our children had the day off from school. I took the opportunity to take them to the West Side Market in Cleveland. A little over a month ago, there was a fire inside the century old structure, putting many of the vendors there in a pinch. Their businesses took a major hit, and the reopening was rushed because of the financial hardship it posed to many of the independent businesses.
Posted by Trish at 1:00 AM