The Knick

A snazzy spot for Sunday brunch

Before this brunching escapade, I'd only been to The Knick once before — when Adam and I first started dating. We were fresh out of Marquette and by no means raking in the moola, so when we sat down on The Knick's lovely patio and saw the prices for boozy ice cream drinks, we politely excused ourselves from the premises. Sad but true. 

Anywho, I'd been hearing about the fabulous brunch at The Knick for a while and recently had the chance to try it. The hotel restaurant hosts breakfast on Saturdays from 9–2 and brunch on Sundays from 9–3; the menu varies slightly on each day. The atmosphere: Snazzy. Maybe not the snazziest spot ever, but it's modern, fresh, and a little funky with its gorgeous collection of blown glass fixtures. 

I was brunching with my mom and Aunt Kal who is a frequent patron of The Knick. While there was a particularly raucous crowd seated next to us that morning, Kal assured us that it's usually not quite so noisy. There was a wait when we arrived — and we waited for over an hour. Luckly we were waiting at the bar with mimosas that really hit the spot. To avoid the long wait, make a reservation on Open Table.

Now on to the eats. For my mom: Banana Pecan Pancakes with whiskey butter and maple syrup. Look at the size of that plate o' cakes! Personally, I'm partial to thinner pancakes — as is my mom. So she wasn't all that enamored with this not-so-short stack. Still, I had a taste and they were yummy, if super-fluffy pancakes are your thing.

Kal went for the Crab Hash (a favorite of Yelp reviewers): Hashbrowns, crab meat, onions, and two poached eggs. She was all about it. As for myself, it was the Huevos Rancheros: Black bean and pepperjack cheese quesadilla topped with two eggs, breakfast potatoes, salsa, pico de gallo, and quesa fresco. Like I told my mom after brunch, it wasn't exactly life-changing (not like the Mexican-style breakfast we had that one glorious morning at Cafe Corazon), but I'd still totally recommend it. Clean Plate Club? You better believe it. 

All in all, I won't be racing back to The Knick — there are too many other brunch spots in Milwaukee I've yet to try. And (in my humble opinion) The Knick's pancakes don't hold a candle to a certain other hotel's lemon blueberry pancakes. Still, it's definitely worth crossing "brunch at the Knick" off your Milwaukee brunch bucket list. Next time, I'm going back to splurge on those boozy ice cream drinks!