Ducketts Public House.
Pitchers of PBR are $5, nightly bands rock the closet-sized stage and after a couple of weeks everybody just might know your name. This is the quintessential neighborhood tavern with a hint of hipster edge and a dash of rock and roll “I-don’t-give-a-#@#*!” Seating is sparse – limited to a handful of squished bar stools and crescent booths – but no one seems to mind, hanging over pinball machines and filling the space with raucous conversation instead. Claustrophobic? Retreat to the outdoor oasis. Or, patio, that is, but come on we’re trying to think big here!