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Back in the day, when I lived in this neighbourhood, gentrification had not yet arrived and it was known "as a neighbourhood rife with poverty, crime, drugs, homelessness, and large numbers of people living with mental illness."
The only donut shop was a chain called "Country Style Donuts." The shop was completely lacking in ambience unless you consider hard orange plastic seats and harsh florescent lighting the ultimate in décor.
Mistress Maddie has informed me via her post here, that the neighourhood has a new donut shop. Can you guess what it's called?....
The donuts, although more expensive than the usual chain shops ($30 for a dozen donuts!) are made from scratch and the place is getting rave reviews. Not exactly the druggie's donut shop of choice anymore.
Last time I checked, the old "Country Style Donuts" had been made over into an upscale cafe but maybe it's a condo development now. The fleabag flophouse hotel across the street is now a trendy urban hotspot for the artsy crowd. They made a documentary about it. So yes, the neighbourhood has changed but you can now get a decent donut.
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I don't know whether this post is about donuts or gentrification. Or glory holes. I'll leave that up to you, Bitches.
