Chloe, Mary Ann Ferrie and Dan Grimes' unassuming restaurant, celebrates a decade in business this Sunday, Nov. 14. They don't have much of anything special planned for the occasion — in fact, they won't even be open, since the low-key husband/wife team serves dinner from Wednesday to Saturday only. Among the first restaurateurs to claim their chunk of Philly's BYO market, Ferrie and Grimes have seen hundreds of high-gloss openings and hundreds of crash-and-burn closings, barely tweaking a thing since starting out. (Up until a few months ago, the last new staff hire the couple made was in 2004.) In a true war zone of a business, where owners chase and covet the next-latest-coolest-newest thing, Chloe quietly wins by not changing at all. Named for one of the couple's two cats, Chloe sits at Second and Arch, one giant block removed from the Red Bull-and-vodka shitstorm that churns its way through Old City every weekend. The walls and shelves of the candlelit dining room are studded with little gift-shop keepsakes, the simpering bric-a-brac that people have come to identify with Philly BYOs — vintage bottles and pitchers, baskets, an empty crate of Hercules brand exploding powder. On a recent quiet weeknight, couples huddled close at two-tops, pouring each other red and nibbling on housemade hummus. A casually dressed server floated about the room, disappearing through the kitchen doorway and materializing seconds later, the crooks of his arms stocked with steaming plates. Restaurants that look like this have come and gone. A number of things make Chloe resilient.