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Elliot Ifraimoff, Esq.

My Story

My name is Elliot Ifraimoff, and I’ve been the Founder and Managing Attorney at Elliot Ifraimoff & Associates, P.C. since 2001. I graduated from Brooklyn Law School and have lived in Brooklyn ever since my family immigrated to the United States in 1990. I am a happily married father of five.
 
When I was in law school, I was taught that the number one complaint of all clients about their lawyers was a lack of customer service: phone calls not being returned, clients not being updated on their case status, etc. I remember thinking at the time that if I was ever fortunate enough to run my own law firm, I would make sure that my clients would always feel cared for. In fact, I thought I would overwhelm my clients with the level of service my firm would provide. Fast forward to 2001, when I saw my dream become a reality with the establishment of Elliot Ifraimoff & Associates, P.C. 

Today I can say that the firm is a success, but it would be foolish for me to take all of the credit. Along the way, I was lucky to have met and worked with a great group of smart, talented individuals who contributed tremendously. I am particularly proud of and humbled by the fact that close to half of my current team members have been with the firm for over ten years. As I am writing this note in the year 2021 the firm consists of five attorneys and fourteen paralegals and legal assistants who are all committed to one important goal – providing that overwhelming level of service that I dreamt about to all our clients!
 
Now that I have shared what’s most important to me, below is my bio for those who may be curious: I was born in 1973 in what is now known as Azerbaijan, but used to be a part of the former Soviet Union. When I was 10 years old, my mother asked me what profession interested me and I told her I was interested in law. She quickly discouraged me, saying I should forget about becoming a lawyer for two reasons: First, because it was nearly impossible for a Jewish kid to get into law school in Azerbaijan. Second, getting into law school would require paying a very large bribe to the University Dean. For those two reasons , I shelved my dream of a career in law for a while. 
Several years later, a war was starting between Azerbaijan and Armenia, forcing my family to leave the country. In 1990, we arrived in the United States as a family of refugees.
Two months after the family settled down in New York, I found my first job at a local Roy Rogers in Brooklyn. I spoke no English and was very thankful to the store manager who was a Pakistani immigrant himself for giving me a chance. I worked in the kitchen for about a year and a half together with several other employees, all of whom were immigrants from South America, Pakistan, and Haiti. They called me Pedro and taught me how to flip burgers and speak English, albeit with a mixture of accents. A couple of years went by before I got promoted from burgers to hot dogs. That’s when my father and I started a family street vending business. We sold hot dogs and pretzels in the streets of New York for several years and I was very proud of the fact that we’d started our own small business in America.
 
When I was in my second year at the Kingsborough Community College pondering my professional future, I suddenly remembered the conversation with my mother about becoming a lawyer. At that moment I realized that living in the United States meant I did not have to worry about bribing anyone to get into law school or about being discriminated against based on ethnicity. It was at that moment that I decided to pursue law school.
 
I was enjoying my first several weeks at Brooklyn Law in September of 1998 when a terrible propane tank explosion at one of our lunch trucks seriously injured my father and put an end to our family business. My father spent three weeks at a hospital with second degree burns. We found out that the propane tanks were defective and hired a personal injury attorney to represent my father. Seeing all the pain and suffering my father was going through and spending some time with his attorney made me realize what area of law I would practice once I became a lawyer. I graduated law school and was admitted to practice three years later in November of 2001.