When I first moved to my neighborhood, I knew it was something on the edgier side of “up-and-coming,” kind of like “slowly approaching” or “look upwards, sometimes.” But I figured with the next stop on the PATH train turning around so quickly, it was just a matter of time.
A lot of time.
So then there was housing’s busted bubble, a foreclosure free-for-all, and maybe a recession thrown in for a little extra fun. And what was once up-and-coming is just plain borderline.
I thought it might be ready for a rebound when I saw a couple of regrettable business ventures close up shop. I mean, do we really need another flea-market store? These aren’t even dollar stores. Those have vendors, inventory, sales. No, these are like consignment stores filled with the crap that’s typically found for sale on blankets on the sidewalk in New York. One man’s trash is, well, just crap.
So beside the indoor yardsales, what we have are a lot of fast food restaurants. There are few fast food chains that aren’t represented within my ten-block radius, and I have to think of the lower rungs of the fast food ladder to find them – like Arby’s or Long John Silver’s.
The “nicer” restaurants are just buffets in a setting that includes folding tables and chairs. It’s really not a step up from McDonald’s. The former might offer chairs you can move; but the latter actually offers better atmosphere.
So with all of this to walk past on a daily basis, I got a little excited when I saw that a new restaurant was opening. I anxiously awaited the opening like some people might look forward to seeing the lottery numbers announced. And like most of them, I was a loser.
This weekend, the new restaurant opened with a huge, permanent sign that read “Chinese and Mixcan Restaurant.” Now, I’m omitting the first part of the name because 1) you can pretty much guess it will include the words “lucky” or “happy” in it, and 2) how could that possibly matter next to “mixcan”?
I’m not even sure it wasn’t intentional? Maybe they’re really serving mixed canned food, and this is just a cute colloquialism for it. How would I know? I’m too focused on how this doesn’t bode very well for my neighborhood coming up …it’s more like it’s going down.