They're the donut people.

“A sad flower shop on the corner, she thought, could become a miniature Whole Foods. An upholstery store could be a gastropub where she and friends would grab a beer, and a neglected 1940s diner could become a retro spot for a quick meal. But Ms. Cook has stopped fantasizing about what might be, and started worrying about what might shut down. The flower store has closed; no gourmet market is moving in. Lucy Finch, a vintage boutique, folded last month. That Yarn Store, a hangout for crochet-heads, didn’t survive a bad winter. And what will become of the storefront that once housed Blue Heeler, which sold Australian imports? “Please don’t make it another martial arts studio,” Ms. Cook pleaded.”

Gastropub?