14 Carrot isn’t the kind of diner to stop in for a chopped salad or a cup of coffee. It’s the kind of place where to eat piles of hashbrowns and crab cake benedicts, and wash it all down with a pint-sized watermelon mimosa. This greasy spoon brunch spot is charming in a nothing’s-been-updated-since-1977 kind of way, based on the old photo collages, vintage dining tables, and coin-operated Runts dispensers that definitely nobody uses. If you’re only going to order one thing, their cinnamon-y carrot pancakes topped with icing and maple syrup are so good that it puts their actual famous carrot cake to shame.