Trey Popp brings his wife along (we guess to solidify his straightness) to Knock in the Gayborhood to sample the two-month olds food.
With a decorative scheme that runs more toward generic color-field paintings than rainbow-flag kitsch, Knock seems to be aiming for the vibe of a gay steakhouse.
And apparently, that’s just what the neighborhood wanted. Two months after the restaurant’s late-summer opening, weekend evenings find the tables filled and standing-room-only at the bar. What’s true in real estate, evidently, holds just as strongly in the food biz: The keys to success are location, location and location. Because when it comes to actual dining, it’s hard not to get the feeling that Knock isn’t terribly concerned about its food.