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In Appreciation of Fell’s Point

December 19, 2020

To: Fells Point Main Street

From: Kara & Scott Seiler

Please accept our enclosed donation to help the restaurants and businesses of Fell’s Pont. We just wanted to say thank you for all they contribute to this community. The thank you is summarized in the below commentary I sent to the Baltimore Sun last week; they elected not to publish it, stating “they didn’t have a place for it”. Anyway, just wanted to share with you our appreciation of Fell’s Point this Holiday Season. If there is anything else we can do in further support, just let us know. Happy Holidays!

 

In challenging times, a thank you to Fell’s Point

It was a beautiful September day. We took a break from the mountain of moving boxes littering our new apartment. I remember it was unseasonably warm. If there was a day that could be bottled as a marketing advertisement for Fell’s Point, this would be it. We sat on a bench outside Pitango Bakery, devouring our prosciutto and mozzarella sandwiches. There was a perfect breeze coming off the Inner Harbor, and Thames Street bustled like an active seaside postcard behind us. My husband and I talked about how lucky we were to have finally sold our house in Houston, Texas after a long year. We couldn’t believe our fortune of having the opportunity to live in this quaint area of Baltimore. So many amazing restaurants to choose from. Not those chains or depressing strip mall restaurants so prevalent near our old North-of-Houston neighborhood. Over the next few months, we mapped out the Fell’s Point area. We had the best soft pretzel and tater tots from Max’s Taphouse (and, while waiting, our dog Sophie got her photo taken for their Instagram dog page). We walked through Little Italy; I closed my eyes and it smelled just like my grandmother’s kitchen when she made ravioli and sauce. Along the harbor we watched Ampersea erect mini glass houses for cold-weather dining. And then re-erect them after the wind blew them down. Our waiter at Duck Duck Goose spent a good five minutes fiddling with the propane heater to make sure we were warm, even though we were the only diners outside that cold evening. We walked back and forth twice to Darbar because they forgot our Naan and later discovered in our take-out bag a note, handwritten and attached to a free container of rice pudding, that simply said: “Sorry for the inconvenience.” We spent chilly mornings sipping coffee outside Daily Grind watching passerbys chat with the man outside who asks for change. The mussels at Bertha’s. The burger at Kooper’s. The unexpected discount at Su Casa for being a repeat customer and the owner remembering my husband when he used to live here 20 years ago. The guy at Charm City Run who spent 10 minutes asking us how we liked living in the area. The farmers market and volunteers braving the cold. The many friendly people we met while walking Sophie. I’ve lived in Massachusetts, Texas, New Jersey, and New York City. Places like Fell’s Point just don’t exist everywhere. Maybe you appreciate it more when you don’t have it. No area is perfect and perhaps the newbie rose-colored glasses are still on, but Fell’s Point feels special. The tenacity and resilience and innovation of these restaurants/businesses- the chains, the dives, the fancy ones, the moms and pops, and the retail shops of all kinds- is inspiring. The employees who show up even if it’s only to serve three customers a day… who close and reopen, who configure menus, and set up tents, and fiddle with heaters, and create take-home meal kits… who reinvent and keep the spirit of Fell’s Point alive, even when the future is uncertain. Thank you, for giving us a piece of home, a warm meal, a sense of community- and often, just something to look forward to. Thank you, for welcoming us to Fell’s Point.