Since the great New York School poet Frank O'Hara's last home was torn down in 2009 and replaced with a luxury condo, the first floor retail space has sat empty, yearning "for a boutique or coffee shop."
It's not getting its exact wish, but pretty close.
A Department of Buildings permit has gone up in the window, along with the familiar brown paper that always comes with a move-in.
The renovation calls for "ten new yoghurt machines." And the march of the fro-yo chains continues.
But which fro-yo chain will it be? Pinkberry? Red Mango? 16 Handles? There are so many to choose from.
The architect on the permit is listed as MK Dream Design. They do plastic surgeon offices, beauty spas, and futuristic dance clubs. In the yogurt world, they designed The Yogurt Shop in Englewood, New Jersey, to look like an intergalactic cafe on a spaceship.
Is this what's coming to what was once a place for amputees to find new limbs? Where the upstairs was a haven for writers and artists? Change happens. But why, in the new New York, does it always have to go in the same mind-numbing direction?
Frank's Last Place