Sure, it was cramped inside the little storefront Murray's Cheese used to be housed in but that was part of its charm! Now it's moved to fancy digs across the street and I must say: I HATE IT. I had to take a number when I entered and picked 31... they were currently serving 8. It's jam-packed of yuppie couples with their MEGA-STROLLERS buying some cheese they read about in the Times Dining section. From the looks of these people (all size 2 or smaller), it appeared as though none of them had REALLY eaten cheese let alone OBSESSED over it. Once again, a great chowhound experience has been taken over by the foodies. I'm hoping they'll clear out eventually though... and I'm willing to wait them out. The prize is, after all, CHEESE!