For obvious reasons, advocates would rather support a self-sustaining business in a food deserted neighborhood than turn to expensive government programs. But what kind of store will take that chance? In addressing the problem of food deserts the big questions is, “How do we get fresh food into those areas?”

The answer may lie in small stores like Karrot, a pair of health food shops located in Clinton Hill, Brooklyn, and Central Harlem. A little over 10 years ago, one would have found Karrot’s owner, Carlos Aguila, Jr., in a suit. But after 20 years of watching the boom and bust of dot-coms and becoming disenchanted with the underhanded tactics of finance, he quit his senior-level position at Bank of America. He says he is much happier now.

Carlos Aguila, Jr. is a fit looking man with a thick head of gray hair and a matching mustache. On most days he can be found behind the counter at his Harlem store, where he is ready to greet any customer who walks through the door with a big smile. Behind him hangs a large, handmade smoothie chalkboard with selections like the Hulk, a potent combination of carrots, beet, ginger, chlorophyll, and cayenne pepper. “Drink some of that,” he will say, as he pours a glass of his concoction to the brim. He claims he has the best smoothies in both Harlem and Brooklyn.

Aguila brings his special brand of personality and business know-how to the enterprise. In his slight Hispanic accent, he talks of margins, consumer activity, and negotiating deals. But it is clear he is not in it for the money. “I put in more hours. But it’s a labor of love. I feel like I am enriched by the process, where as when I worked in corporate, it was a very cold, impersonal environment.” As if to illustrate his point, the door swings open and Aguila stops short and calls out enthusiastically to the customer, “Wassup?” He hustles behind the counter to ring him up, chatting and gossiping about the neighborhood. That is a big part of his job, gossiping.

“My day is about making conversation,” Aguila explains. “A lot of people come in here to chat. It’s like a country store. I’m entrenched in the community. I’m not just some guy who shows up here and very cold-heartedly sells stuff and takes money out of the neighborhood.”

It is that kind of “we’re in this together” attitude that has made Aguila a prominent figure in the community. Only recently did he begin to sell craft brews and he still refuses to stock cigarettes and lotto tickets. In 2005 he won the NYC Neighborhood Achievement Award for his first store in Clinton Hill, Brooklyn, where he took a big risk as one of the first businesses to move onto the blighted Myrtle Avenue (named “Murder Avenue”). Now there is a green home store across the street, a muffin shop next door, and a bank on both corners. Having honed his skills there, he placed his next store in Central Harlem where the initiative for fresh food and access to it is vibrantly taking root.

“I think what he’s doing is beyond noble–it’s needed,” says Kamali Williams, a local food advocate with Harlem4 Center for Change. “When I moved to Harlem, I was very excited but also disappointed, because I’ve been shopping at farmers’ markets for 15 years in other cities that were more progressive on food issues.” She stumbled on Karrot while out for a walk two or three years ago. “It became my new best friend.”

Aguila makes it clear that his store is not just for rich folks moving into the new condos nearby. While he is banking on the gentrification reaching up from the Upper West and East Sides, he has a broad customer base. “I get everybody. I get the mothers, I get the college kids, I get the singles, gay, straight, black, white, yellow, whatever. My leading customer is an African American woman who has been living in the neighborhood for years.”