HAVE BRUNCH ON A FICTIONAL HOTEL’S ROOFTOP TERRACE.
In the elevator that leads to the roof of the Chelsea district’s McKittrick Hotel, a youngish man points at the paneling. “It’s all restored original woodwork,” he says. “From 2011.” The bellhop in the corner grins. The McKittrick was created to host the immersive theater experience Sleep No More, and separating artifice from authenticity is beside the point. There’s nothing imaginary, however, about the brunch served at Gallow Green, the bar and restaurant on the roof of the “hotel.” Through a recreation of an abandoned train station and up one flight of stairs is the promised land: a leafy secret garden of a dining space, with loose canvas canopies and vine-laden trellises that only half conceal the surrounding skyscrapers. A jazz band plays soly in the background and a buet of lemony scones, oversize cinnamon rolls and flaky fried chicken with black pepper honey is endlessly replenished for the lingering brunchers. They might have suspended disbelief when they entered, but now they would rather be here than anywhere else.
>> Brunch $35; mckittrickhotel.com