Friday, December 5, 2008
Scene in Stogo
Blogger, seeing what has become of A. Fontana Shoe Repair at 159 Second Ave. at 10th Street and unable to resist the pull of curiosity, steps out of the cold and into the ice cream shop. The door is open. A cashier stands behind the counter while a woman, bundled into sweaters, browses the flavors. The owner, a salt-and-pepper, Pacific Northwesty kind of guy, puts up his hands.
Owner: 10 more minutes. We’ll be open in 10 more minutes.
Blogger: OK. I was just wondering, I’m a blogger. I write about new places. And I was wondering what Stogo means. Are you Swedish?
Owner: The ice cream is all organic.
Blogger: I thought maybe it was Swedish, with the name Stogo. Sounds kind of Swedish. Where is it from?
Owner: We use agave instead of sugar. But we’re not really open yet. 10 more minutes.
Blogger: Is this the only store, or are there more?
Owner: This is the beginning of a business. Please. We’ll be open soon. 10 more minutes. Please. Please.
Blogger exits back into the cold, wondering who would open an ice cream shop in December, around the corner from a dozen other fro-yo and ice cream shops, and wishing for the perk of a free sample.
Posted by Grieve at 2:31 PM
Labels: Fontana Shoes, frozen yogurt, one yogurt shop for every two people who live in New York, Stogo