A neighbor in Lower Manhattan lives in a true artist's loft, the likes of which are now quite uncommon. She recently invited me up, and showed me a wall of photos of neighborhood businesses that no longer existed.
"It's my memento mori," she said.
I don't want to create this blog as my own memento mori -- yet I am saddened by the loss of the mom & pop businesses that gave this city so much spice.
In today's NY Times, writer Joe Brescia documents yet another small business that will likely leave the city, a joke shop in the Times Square area.
The article notes that Hazlet, New Jersey was the eventual landing place for a Times Square pizza joint whose owner was offered a 400% rent increase.
That said, an adorable (and smart) small hot dog shop opened in my neighborhood. The New York City Hot Dog Company is as clean as a whistle, and serves soy dogs, Kobe beef dogs. My cousin and I took his son there after a blazingly hot day of sightseeing -- I steered my young cousin to the good old Hebrew National option, which he ate with gusto. His dad also enjoyed a post soy dog espresso. (Kobe Beef dogs, espresso -- sigh, it is Tribeca!)
Opening one block from another hot dog shop is an interesting option. There is a small business urban legend that when Starbucks opens near another coffee shop, business grows for both.
Hopefully both The New York City Hot Dog Company and Mike's Papaya will prosper.