The Saloon
Blues joint & one of SF's oldest bars
Bar · North Beach
The Zagat Review
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Food
3.8
Decor
4.2
Service
 
Established in 1861 and purportedly the city’s oldest watering hole, this “down ’n’ dirty” North Beach blues joint “jams every night of the week” with bands that are “loud but always a blast” ; though there’s a modest cover, “don’t expect anything fancy” – the “relaxed” , “dive-bar vibe” , “friendly” service and cheap drinks attract an “inclusive” crowd that’s “fun to watch” , from “bikers” and “old hippies” to “younger” folks.
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hours Open Today · 12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
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Monday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Tuesday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Wednesday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Thursday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Friday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Saturday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
Sunday
12:00 PM - 1:30 AM
location 1232 Grant Ave, San Francisco, CA 94133, USA phone +1 415-989-7666 website sfblues.net directions Get Directions
Google Reviews
4.5
(260)
Great live music. (Not loud) Cheap drinks. 5$ entrance fee. You can see a lot of regulars in the Nob Hill area during Friday and Saturday nights. The cocktails are not diluted. This is the best bar in the Telegraph Hill for a weekend date
Vamsee Voleti · November 6, 2017
Good music and good service. They play live music very late at night. Is this world's greatest blues bar? Well, it could be true, as it's the oldest bar in San Francisco and boasts the best of the blues in the Bay Area, not only in terms of the incredibly good music with almost unbelievably small crowds of a mid-week evening, but because of the impressive array of CDs recorded on the premises and released by proprietor Myron Mu.
Badruddeen Naseem · November 28, 2017
Great place, very good music, cheap beer, but rudest bartender ever. He simply ignored me for half an hour as I repeatedly tried to order a beer, and ostensibly served every single person who came after me, acting just as if I didn't exist — finally, a guy I didn't know who had witnessed the scene bought the beer for me. He asked the bartender what was happening, the answer to that was: "she can just wait for her turn like everybody else". I drank two sips and left, disgusted by that atmosphere. I'm sure you will never get to read this, but : Dear fat sir wearing a black baseball hat who were bartending around 8pm on December 10, you ruined my last evening in the beautiful city of San Francisco, and for that, I will never forget you and I wish that your big ass, your tiny penis and your ugly soul go burn in hell.
Marie Klock · December 14, 2017