My name is Elliot Ifraimoff. I am the Founder and Managing Attorney at Elliot Ifraimoff & Associates, P.C. 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 learned that the number one complaint clients make about lawyers isn’t about legal skills—it’s about communication. Clients felt ignored, left in the dark, and kept waiting for phone calls that never came. I promised myself that if I was ever fortunate enough to start my own firm, things would be completely different. I wanted to overwhelm our clients with Support and Care.
In 2001, Elliot Ifraimoff & Associates, P.C. opened its doors. While the firm has grown into a success, it would be foolish for me to take all the credit. This journey has been a team effort. I’m incredibly blessed to work alongside smart, deeply caring people, and am truly humbled by the fact that so many of our team members have been with the firm for over ten years. As I am writing this in the Fall of 2026, our firm consists of ten attorneys as well as thirty-two members of the support staff who all share that exact same original dream: treating every single client with the highest level of respect and care.
Now that I have shared what’s most important to me, below is my bio for those who may be curious. When I was 10 years old, I told my mother I was interested in law. She quickly discouraged this idea. First, it was nearly impossible for a Jewish kid to get into law school in my hometown. Second, getting into most law schools in the Soviet Union would require paying a massive bribe. I shelved the dream of a career in law for a while.
In 1990, when war broke out between Azerbaijan and Armenia, our family had to flee. We arrived in the United States as refugees, settling in Brooklyn. Two months later, 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 the 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 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 parents and I started a family street vending business. We sold hot dogs and pretzels in the streets of New York for several years and were very proud of the fact that we’d started our own small business in America.
When I was a second year student at 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 there was no need to worry about corruption or discrimination anymore. It was at that moment that I decided to pursue law school.
I was enjoying my initial 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 in the hospital with second-degree burns. We had learned 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. Graduating and passing the bar in November 2001 wasn’t just a professional milestone—it became a lifelong mission to protect other families going through unexpected hardships.
