Back in the glow-stick-loving 90s, the Tunnel had its red-hot minute as one of the city's best spots to go clubbing. I (vaguely) remember one long night there involving drag queens dressed like clown nurses and doctors, mock-resuscitating a compatriot who'd chipped a nail. But then the neighborhood changed: Double-wide strollers replaced double-gender party people and raunchy gay bar the Spike became an art gallery. Now the Tunnel has had its own art-money makeover as well, the famous long space opened up with little nooks off the sides for galleries. Though it doesn't look to have quite hit its stride yet--there's more empty space than artwork or people--Tom Colicchio doesn't seem to mind, because he's opened another branch of his upscale sandwich shop 'Wichcraft toward the 12th Avenue side. And as much as I'd like to slag the place as a soulless, corporate black hole, doing so would mean lying about the deep pleasure I got out of a grilled cheddar, pear and ham sandwich I had there the other day. If the embarrassment of scarfing down a $9 sandwich in a place where you used to watch people make a meal out of a lollipop is too great to bear, you can always flee with your lunch to the well-coiffed comfort of nearby Chelsea Waterside Park.