Jmore reported on Dec. 26 that Suburban House had closed its doors after nearly eight decades in business. Many Jmore readers had grown up going to the iconic Pikesville deli or came from families that had celebrated simchas and milestones there for generations.

Here are some of the memories you shared on Facebook and Twitter:

“When my niece was little, they always gave her free cookies at the old location. She loved being fussed over and looked forward to their matzo ball soup. Back in my high school days, date night was frequently a movie at the Pikes [Theatre] and a bite to eat afterwards at S&H.” — Carol Sorgen

“I remember the fire in 2009. It was at dinner time so people just grabbed their plates and finished their dinner out on the sidewalk! It was crazy! It’s sad to see it close.” —Kathy Sibbald

“Best french toast ever! Will miss it!” —Jody Rosenblatt Kesner

“If anyone has the recipe for the whitefish salad, please share!” — Bryan David

“Chocolate sodas and chubbies with my dad at the old location.” —Marcy Block

“Oh no!! This is so sad  lots of family memories made here.”–Chris Levin

“We used to go on Friday nights in high school to hang out. And, cannot forget the times we went after Phi Delta sorority meetings!!”–Sandi Hubert Block

“I had my sweet 16 party at the old one” –Julie Setlen Wasserman

“So sorry. It was nice to have a deli where one could sit, order and be served. Was there just two weeks ago, and food was good with a lovely waitress.”–Revanne Aronoff

“That is sad. Never the same since it moved. But better than not being there!”–Linda Golob

“I remember going to the old location. Nothing like pastrami on rye.”–Sue Furman

“My Sister In Law went into labor while we were eating lunch there many years ago. We finished lunch, because it was that good, and then went to Sinai to have the baby. Priorities are priorities!” —Sean Moran

“My husband Michael Yaffe grew up going here.”–Sung-Yun Pai

“I️ was saddened to read about the recent closing of the Suburban House Restaurant. The food, service and atmosphere always made for one of the best dining experiences in #Pikesville!” —Izzy Patoka 

“This was my cousins place, they moved to the iconic Reisterstown Road location about the year I was born (’64). We used to go there once or twice a week, and at 7 or 8 years old I would serve as assistant Maitre D /host while my family ate. It was the place – everyone was there – it was like a scene from Good Fellows except it was Jews instead of Italians. You felt good if you could get a parking space in the lot, otherwise you would park on the street and sometimes pretty far down because so many people were there. I used to count how many cars down we were and report that to my mom when we got in (we would drop her off). At a more mature 9 or so I urged my cousins to create a no smoking section – like most restaurants it was a enveloped in a fog of tobacco smoke all day long. I remember I liked the coddies, and the chicken soup. That is how I remember the good ole Surburban House.” — Gary Gorelick

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