Yes, we went to Duke’s in Murray Hill for lunch on purpose. What were we thinking? In our defense, we were very hungry and entered Duke’s dripping with trepidation. On entering it was immediately clear that the decor was as loud and as the soundscape, but we were hungry, it was there, and our attempt to get a seat at nearby Sarge’s Deli, our first option, was thwarted when no one could be bothered to show us to a table. Yes, we knew what we were getting into from the get go, but hunger won over common sense–and despite everything, we wanted to believe that we might be pleasantly surprised. Unsurprisingly, our visit was far from pleasant.
If you look at the photos, you’ll see at least seven flat screen tvs. There are more, of course. All tuned to sports or cable news channels. If an important game was playing on the tvs, there would, no doubt, have been screaming. But there wasn’t, thank goodness, because that would have made the loud space even louder. Mind you, there was no one noise source that stood out. It was the whole package–this sparsely populated space clocked in at 79.3 decibels and it was clear that there was nowhere to go but up.
So how was our meal? The food at Duke’s is ok for what it is, but face facts, no one really comes here for the food. It feels like a frat bar–all beers and burgers (though it is allegedly”southern,” hence food items called “The Old Kentucky Club” and “Billy Bob’s BBQ’D Brisket Sliders”). For people who like this sort of thing–drinking in a crowded bar, watching a game, and screaming at a large flat screen tv–this is the sort of thing they like. And they should be happy to know that there are plenty of options as to where to direct their screams.
We’re sure that Duke’s is absolutely intolerable at happy hour, late week evenings, and during their “boozy Brunch.” We could barely tolerate it at a fairly empty lunch. The only saving grace were the wait staff, who couldn’t have been lovelier. Still, that’s hardly a reason to trek to Duke’s. In short, there is absolutely no reason to go there unless you like to get drunk while watching sports in an uncomfortably loud space. In a word, avoid.
Monday through Wednesday: 12:00 pm. to 1:00 a.m.
Thursday through Saturday: 12:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m.
Sunday: 11:30 a.m. to 12:00 a.m.
Last call for food is two hours before closing
560 3rd Avenue (betw. 37th and 38th Streets), New York, NY 10016