Flipping the script on the famous question, "Where Brooklyn at?" Seriously, where is Brooklyn at? Like a monster under the bed, lurking and waiting for an opportune time is what gentrification has been to Brooklyn and its siblings...

"Aye yo miss, lemme get pork fried rice wit four chicken wings; fried hard and chopped up—ketchup, barbecue and hot sauce. Don't forget to put duck sauce in the bag! Last time you forgot!"