Chinese Restaurants on Mulberry Street

by Jule Spohn

When I was a kid growing up back in the mid 1940's - 1950's my mother would often take me out for lunch or dinner downtown to any of the many Chinese restaurants on Mulberry Street. Mulberry Street was Newark's Chinatown in those days. After we finished eating lunch, or dinner, my mother would invariably put one of the Chinese tea cups, or saucers, or dishes, in her purse, put her finger to her lips, and say to me - SHHHHHH! - with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. When I'd say to her "Mommy, don't do that" she'd say "They expect you to do that." By the time I was a teenager I had a hard time counting the number of green, red, or blue, Chinese tea cups, saucers, or dishes, we had in the closet. I don't think that we ever used them, but they were always there.


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