Redwood's where a laundromat used to be on East Howell Street, at the end of that stretch of Belmont upon which those only halfway possessed of their faculties are wont to stand and stare into the sky and respond to unheard voices. Redwood's got Western-style décor and cute bartenders and cans of beer. Olympia and Manny's are on tap, and there's a full bar. And free peanuts. The lighting, such as it is, comes from old-school Coleman-style lanterns retrofitted for electricity; the requisite vintage beer signs are outclassed by a monumental round Rainier platter.