3D's on Franklin Ave

Are they updating all three of them, or just the Franklin Ave one?

this place is yummy

arlette wrote: Don't know what is going on at Franklin but the one on Washington is still open.Where is the 3rd location?

I think there's also one on Empire.

Any idea what happened? Is this by choice? It looked like they were a thriving business and were very well connected to the neighborhood. I hope they aren't being driven out by an excessive rent increase.

Maybe the landlords without tenants are asking for unreasonable rents.

Nope. That wasn't it.

Cool The Kid wrote: Making room for another place with the name "Breukelen" in the title.

God I hate that spelling of the word. So smug. But damn if they don't make a good burger!

Are there any good patty spots in the hood?

Dutch Boy is the burger place.... the Breukelen Coffee House is a coffee place.

I stopped eating burgers on Franklin after Homage closed.

Dutch Boy and the former incarnation of Bristen's didn't cut it.

If you are right, I hope rents fall and a good burger place opens.

Have you ever wondered why there aren't any bodegas on Park Avenue in Manhattan, or on 5th Avenue? That's a function of a powerful community board and public policy. Similarly, the same thing can happen in OUR neighborhood, provided that there is public policy that allows this. There are a hundred crappy bodegas because the powers that be ALLOW it to occur. I am TELLING you, this is by design. Political power can impel change, but for the now, it has not.

...and there should be public policy that POLICES them. But there isn't. There should be building inspectors going in there EVERY week, ensuring that there is an adherence to PUBLIC POLICY, but there isn't. That's why they look that way. Because, n---as live here; that's the rationale. But when whitefolks move in, watch the change. Public policy changes....

I want to know where TheBurgerKing thinks the best burger is. K thx

The greedy landowners around here are wanting of rich whitefolk to move in so that they can - 1: charge a chunk-o-change for commercial space; and 2: charge a chunk-o-change for rent. They sat idly by for years with closed shutters and offset empty commercial space by charging tenants hefty rents, but now, with the change hue of the neighborhood, the hope is that those shutters can arise, and little cute boutiques that cater to idle white women pushing baby prams can thrive.

This demands of course that these women have disposable incomes that can afford it. Let's face it, there isn't enough population density to support a vibrant commercial strip on Franklin Avenue. What people are proposing exists is a repeat of the same old same old. For instance, there is already a pizza shop and a sushi bar on the block; now there is another pizza shop in production, and another sushi shop in production. How is this different from having a gazillion bodegas in the neighborhood? Does anyone think Pizza Shop A is gonna be cheaper than Pizza Shop B? It won't.

Here we go; Somebody LOVES Ludwig Von Mises boy, I tell ya.....

I wonder what is Mises take on monopoly?

The places on Nostrand are better. But, what has happened to Franklin Avenue will undoubtedly happen to Nostrand. As more white people move to that neighborhood, the landlords who own the property will push up their rents, the commercial stores will be unable to afford to operate a business that caters to the Caribbean clientele; the Caribbean clientele will be forced to move because they too will be moved out in place of richer whitefolk, and the shutters will go down. Shortly. In place of the roti shop, there will be some crochet shop selling something made by post-partum depressive feminists who've had babies and are 'Knitting For Happiness, or some shit like that. Whitefolks will go in there and buy crappy knitted scarves and think they are making a difference in the world. Hipsters with bookoh bucks wearing stinky clothes riding fix-wheeled bicycles will clamor for coffee -- and there goes another Caribbean restaurant. WHite dudes with old dogs wll want to spend disposable income on rubber dog bones, and alas, there goes another Caribbean restaurant. Repeat and go further east, ad infinitum.