To the editor:

I was 2 when the doors opened, and I have grown up with Salsa.

I have so many fond memories of the food, the place and the people.

The original location was on Railroad Street with the window front full of cacti and chili pepper lights. I remember the squeaky screen door and the red counter top. The cooler was full of Stewart’s sodas.

This was the place that let me, at age 5, bring the check up to the register and get the receipt while I stood in the way of the servers.

Tracy was always there to wink and finish taking our order by saying, "with mild?"

I don't think I will ever forget the essence of Salsa. It's meant so much to me over the years.

The quesadillas were my chicken noodle soup for the soul!

I can picture each piece of art around the space. The giant posters of peppers and corn, the TK prints, the white laminated "reserved" signs scattered around the tables.

So much about Salsa stayed the same over the years and that reliability meant so much to all of us.

When the restaurant moved to Bank Street, I was in my 20s and I loved the new space.

It was bigger and shinier and I enjoyed plenty of Diablo margaritas there.

But what kept me coming back was the food and feeling of nostalgia.

It's truly the end of an era. I can honestly say that a small part of me will always be in that place.

Thank you for all you've been to our community and personally, me. You will be sorely missed.

Brittany Carlson

New Milford