A Review of Brunch at CK 14 (a.k.a. Crooked Knife on 14th)
In New York City, ritual meets athletic sport every Saturday and Sunday in the form of brunch. Lasting anywhere between one to four hours, groups of young urban dwellers spend their early afternoons pouring as many mimosas, bellinis and Bloody Marys down their throats as they can in order to take advantage of their limited-timed drink refills.
It was fitting that midway through my meal at the Crooked Knife on 14th Street, or CK 14, a group of people who had just finished the Airbnb Brooklyn Half Marathon sat at the table next to mine. Yes, people who had just run 13.1 miles in a different borough trekked to Manhattan to enjoy CK 14’s brunch offerings. I’d say that was a sign that CK 14 was a winner when it comes to brunch. My own experience suggested that as well.
If you look at each room of the restaurant and feel they all come from different restaurants, then you understand the overall aesthetic of the environment. It’s very mis-matchy and eclectic, but somehow it all works and can be summed up with one word: fun.