I ate there last week; big points for the name, and for having matches in the first place. That's almost like handing out hypos in Bloomberg's Gotham.According to my sources, this place used to be another restaurant with a different name. Imagine that! In New York, a restaurant goes under and is replaced by another? (Hands slapped to cheek in mock shock.) Mariel Hemingway's husband ran the old place, and she used to nurse her tot near the back, close to the check stand.

No such attractions today, but I do recommend the rosemary encrusted chicken: man, that's tasty. Man, that's good.