With the hipsters moving to the Upper East Side, where's left for a self-respecting yuppie to live? The "SoBro," of course. Says the Times:

Yes, it's the very South Bronx that had a reputation for grinding poverty, rampant arson, runaway crime and as the starting point of Tom Wolfe's race-relations nightmare, "The Bonfire of the Vanities," which chronicles what happens to a Master of the Universe driving with his mistress in his Mercedes-Benz on a creepy Bruckner Boulevard.

Well, Bruckner and the blocks nearby now boast two tidy bars that a Master of the Universe would feel more than comfortable patronizing, including one, the Bruckner Bar and Grill, that offers pear and arugula salad.

There are a dozen antique shops, at least one new lively art gallery, Haven Arts, to join three older ones, and a cafe partly owned by a resourceful Dominican immigrant that sells bourgeois bohemian delights like croissants and veggie wraps.

You had us at pear and arugula salad.

Goodbye South Bronx Blight, Hello Trendy SoBro [NYP]