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Something about walking down to the basement bar at Stubb's feels like you're walking back in time. You almost expect Teddy Roosevelt to charge you a nickel at the entrance for the price of admission and a brown paper cone of hot mustard peanuts. Now, we're well aware that Stubb's is not that old, and maybe it's just the smoky tang in the air from all that cooking meat, but we're just sayin'. It's pleasant. It's even better when you're coming out to catch four (count 'em) bands all worth their salt and a bag of chips.