Who said, “I was just a happy-go-lucky kid hanging out in my grandma’s kitchen eating kasha varnishkes”? Uncle Solly? Your mother? Me? (Well, yes, but never mind that.) Would you believe: self-professed hippie-stoner rock star Lenny Kravitz? Because that’s just one of many of the heymish memories the multiple Grammy Award-winning rock artist and producer recounts in his terrific new memoir of his youth and early adulthood, “Let Love Rule” (Henry Holt). The book is in large part a loving tribute to his parents and his extended family, including his Jewish grandparents — Joe and Jean Kravitz of Sheepshead Bay — and his maternal grandparents, Albert and Bessie Roker, of Bedford-Stuyvesant.
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