Remember the days when we naively thought Hillary Clinton would be our next president? When we could laugh derisively at the notion that Donald Trump would make it past the Republican primaries? Head to Matt’s Bar, ask them to point out the booth where President Obama sat when he visited the venerable neighborhood institution in 2014, and drift back to more innocent times by indulging in a burger that hasn’t changed in over 60 years in a bar that looks much the same as it did back when the place opened in 1954. Your Jucy Lucy (no “i” please) arrives unceremoniously in a red-and-white paper boat, the molten cheese ready to scald your tongue if you bite too soon. This may not be the flashiest or hippest place in town, and there’s no cutting-edge food coming off that ancient griddle, but for a true taste of Minneapolis, this is the place to take your guests. After all, if it was good enough for Obama, isn’t it good enough for your old college roommate?