Stopped with coworkers for a tanqueray and tonic at Rocket Bar, a place I last visited about six years ago with a separate group of coworkers, and which has remained exactly the same. There is a lot to admire in the way they cater to the basic needs of early 20-somethings without pretending to be more than they are. There’s no food that I know of, and no windows in the capacious basement space, but you can order a beer, you can play pool and darts, and I think there’s shoot-em-up video games of the duck hunting variety.
(Photo: Walker Art Center, Minneapolis.)
365 Days of Food 