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First Avenue is still a place a teenager might feel reluctant to let her mother survey before dropping her off for a concert, but its bar-restaurant, the Depot, looks squeaky enough to belong in a suburban shopping mall. The space feels rather cavernous and kind of generic, save for the televisions that display live feeds from both of the stages, and the garage door opening onto the sidewalk, which draws in plenty of light, fresh air, and Twins fans in search of a pit stop. The Depot specializes in bar food with attitude such as thick-cut French fries that arrive with a trio of house-made dipping sauces and a bacon-wrapped hot dog served in a soft pretzel bun. Who thought you'd ever be able to order a Coconut Curry Chopped Salad at a club that's hosted Garbage and the Suicide Commandos?
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