More than a year ago, while looking at buildings — and apartments — for sale all over Manhattan, Queens and Brooklyn, I drove up this street and was immediately hopeful.
The light, the foliage, the gorgeous day and the stateliness of these turn-of-the-century limestone brick townhouses in Bushwick created a great sense of excitement for what might lie ahead.
Driving up Cornelia Street for the first time, I was ecstatic to see the building for sale was a two-family, corner unit with three sides exposed and a full "finished" basement. (More on that later.)
It would be the second place on which I would make an offer that was accepted. The first one, a six-unit building at 289 Harman Street off the Knickerbocker M train with one vacancy, five rent-stabilized apartments and numerous code violations that turned up during our inspection, was sold out from under the Prudential Douglas Elliman Real Estate broker contracted to represent the seller. (I imagine that ended up in a lawsuit.)
While friends and family offered their condolences, I thought it would likely be better in the long run. The right place would show up, I kept saying.
If it's meant to be, it's meant to be.
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