Somewhere in the depths of hell, not far from the child abusers and the Nickelback fans, there's a special ring of torment set aside for people who cut lines. At least, there ought to be, because anyone who consciously cuts a line or weasels ahead by pretending to be oblivious—or "friends" with someone—is a parasitical enemy to civilization, and must be dealt with accordingly. Which is why this vague little item in the Post police blotter warms our hearts so: A restaurant patron at Via Dei Mille in Soho was waiting on line for the bathroom like a civilized human being Saturday when some low-life tried to jump the line. Cops say our hero "went ballistic" and broke the line-cutter's nose with a bottle. At press time, it's unclear what charges the line-cutter faces. more ›

The Chestnut Bar: Carroll Gardens neighborhood restaurant Chestnut has expanded into the space next door with a “cozy, rustic bar.” We're told it’s got exposed brick, tin ceilings, a U-shaped bar, tall snack tables made of recycled Chestnut, and a collection of antique "chestnuts" (bottles like these, from which the restaurant got its original name). Chef and co-owner Daniel Eardley is all about the farm-to-table, sustainable agriculture thing, and his $30 three-course prix fixe menu (served Tuesdays and Wednesdays) will be available in the new bar space. There’s also a separate small plates menu for the bar only, which includes such items as Sardines on Toast with Niagra Falls grapes and cured olives, and Long Island Rabbit wrapped in smoked bacon, fresh ricotta, and swiss chard. 271 Smith Street, (718) 243-0049. more ›