The gentrification of inner-city neighborhoods in Los Angeles is bulldozing through at a such a pace that we wouldn't be surprised if a national publication were to name the hypodermic homeland known as San Julian Street on Skid Row as America's next great shopping strip.
As it is, you can't thumb through the pages of a New York-based magazine these days without reading about the wonders of surfboard furniture on Abbot Kinney Boulevard or the insane coffee brewed from beans found in rare Guatemalan rat droppings that you can find on Sunset Boulevard in Echo Park:
We'll give it to Conde Nast Traveler, though. They've gone deeper into L.A.'s ever-brown concrete jungle than any other Manhattan glossy yet.
The magazine has invaded Highland Park full-on. This week it named York Boulevard “L.A.'s Coolest Street.”
Sorry Melrose Avenue, Silver Lake Boulevard and Sixth Street in Koreatown. York has a gastropub with sriracha wings and a hole-in-the-wall that serves Mexican huaraches and aguas frescas, yo.
See also: Los Angeles' Douchiest Neighborhoods.
Artisanal (artisanal!) ice cream? A bar with “zero attitude.” York has that too.
York is so cool that the gangs use special paint for their graffiti so as not to upset the New York magazine editors flocking to the barrio. Only Latinos can see it.