Blue Moon Tavern in Seattle
712 NE 45th St, 98195 - Get directionsMenu Blue Moon Tavern
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Opening Time
Sunday - ClosedMonday - 8AM-8PM
Tuesday - 8AM-8PM
Wednesday - 8AM-8PM
Thursday - 8AM-8PM
Friday - 8AM-8PM
Saturday - 8AM-8PM
Services
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Wheelchair accessible
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Сredit cards accepted
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No delivery
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Parking
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Wi-Fi
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TV
- No takeaway
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Howard Jess
Classic forever Seattle dive bar

Turi Pietron
Had alot of fun. The bands were great. Especially Bird Bones! The singer has an amazing voice!

Channing C.
Screw this place. I know that this is a dive bar. I've been to plenty so I'm not about to complain about the look of the place. I'm bashing this place simply because the bartender was a complete asshole. Rude as hell. I came in sad and depressed so it was time to drink my pain away. This was the first time I had ever come here. I wanted to go to Floating Bridge next door, but it was packed with college kids and too lively for my mood. I needed something dank. Enter Blue Moon Tavern. I turned to my left and walked right in. It was pretty empty for a Saturday night, but it was also still early at 8 pm. When I sat down, the bartender didn't greet me. He just stared. I asked him what beers he had on tap and he just pointed to the sign above him. Before I could make a selection, he asked for my I.D. Ok nothing wrong with that. I look young for my age so at over 30, I am still carded all the time. But the way he asked. His tone suggested that I was some dumb kid trying to drink in a bar and his face said that too. I gave him my I.D., he took it to the light and stared it for what seemed a full 5 minutes. I felt it was necessary. He gave me my I.D. back and asked me what I wanted. When he handed me my drink, he asked if I wanted to keep the tab open. I knew from the start that this was going to be my only drink here so I said no. While I drank, there was this real drunk lady sitting to the left of me. My bartender friend walked over to her and started gingerly chatting with her and even took a shot. It was the first time I ever saw him smile while I was there. S...