Matchbox - Barracks Row

$$$$ ($15-$24)
Perfect for a casual date or a pre-game meal, Matchbox brings its pizza and sliders to Barracks Row.
Mon-Thu 11 am-10:30 pm
Fri 11 am-11:30 pm
Sat 10 am-11:30 pm
Sun 10 am-10:30 pm (Brunch Saturdays and Sundays 10 am-3 pm)
(Capitol Hill)

Editorial Review

Sietsema First Bite

Tom Sietsema wrote about Matchbox for his First Bite column in December 2008.

"Awesome!" responds our waiter at Matchbox on Capitol Hill to every request for food or drink. A spinoff of Matchbox in Chinatown, the newcomer instantly became the hottest place to eat on Barracks Row when it opened its doors earlier this month.

The vegetable pizza is "awesome," and so is the shrimp and grits, according to the server. When she returns to see if everything is okay, and we nod, she flashes a big smile and says . . . take a guess.

A friend and I think we know where the server caught her enthusiasm: Everywhere we look in this former vending machine warehouse turned two-story funhouse, we see managers giving staff members high-fives and pats on the back. "That's the way we do things," says co-owner Perry Smith, who says he subscribes to a "chest-bump" management style.

Oven-singed, thin-crust pizza and mini-burgers with an Everest of fried onion strings are among the draws here, as they are at the original location. But chef Jonny Mac (that's his name gracing the daily fish special, skin-on rockfish with Brussels sprouts on our visit) is doing some stretching in his new digs. The aforementioned shrimp and grits makes for a decadent and delicious start; its shellfish comes bundled in bacon, the grits are tasty with cheese, and a little green sail of fried basil adds a touch of class to the plate. The dessert menu includes a cone of piping-hot doughnut holes that will leave takers showered in confectioners' sugar if they're not careful. The balls are flecked with orange zest, offered with a coffee-spiked custard sauce, and hard to stop munching.

The cool place to find yourself is inside an oak cube on the ground floor, which seats four and is open on two sides. Typically, says Smith, investors and regulars from Chinatown get shown to "The Matchbox."

Our perch near the restroom in back is subject to lots of human traffic and plenty of smiles on the faces of some of the younger patrons as they keep returning to the scene. Small bladders, we wonder? The lure, I later discover, is a high-tech dryer found in both restrooms that requires users to dip their just-washed hands into a slot, through which air blasts away moisture at a noisy but entertaining 400 mph.


Entrees, $15-$29.

(Dec. 24, 2008)

Brunch Review

Juicy sliders and thin-crust pizzas have been driving the hordes to Matchbox for years, but for my money, brunch is the meal worth ordering. Cast-iron skillets loaded up with eggs, potatoes and proteins including smoked salmon or steak make for hearty options -- in addition to bringing a down-home touch to the table. I always go for the stromboli-like roll of goat cheese, chorizo, asparagus and scrambled eggs; a zippy chipotle sour cream brightens the dish.

For dessert, tuck into cinnamon-dusted "doughnuts," deep-fried puffs served with an espresso-Kahlua dipping sauce. It's indulgent for midday, but a fun dish to share with friends. The bloody marys are not to be missed, especially for those who like a morning beverage tinged with heat. Skip the "bloody beer"; only a die-hard Pabst Blue Ribbon aficionado could drink the stuff when swirled with the house-made bloody mary mix. (For the record, co-owner Drew Kim says the drink "does very well for us.") Capitol Hill-dwellers take note: The Eighth Street location has live jazz during Sunday brunch.

-- Julia Beizer (Feb. 19, 2010)