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The Blue Leprechaun in Ann Arbor

1220 S University Ave #109, 48104 - Get directions
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+1 734-665-7777

1220 S University Ave #109, 48104
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Opening Time

Sunday - 12PM-2AM
Monday - 11AM-2AM
Tuesday - 11AM-2AM
Wednesday - 11AM-2AM
Thursday - 11AM-2AM
Friday - 11AM-2AM
Saturday - 11AM-2AM

Price range per person $11 - $30

Services

  • Outdoor seating Outdoor seating
  • Wheelchair accessible Wheelchair accessible
  • Сredit cards accepted Сredit cards accepted
  • No delivery No delivery
  • Takeaway Takeaway
  • Parking Parking
  • Wi-Fi Wi-Fi
  • TV TV

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2.0/10 Rating average Published 2 years ago | Google

I understand it gets busy. But 45 minutes for drinks and taking multiple people in front of us is ridiculous.

10.0/10 Rating average Published 2 years ago | Google

Sit at the bar. Awesome drinks and excellent people watching.

6.0/10 Rating average Published 2 years ago | Yelp

12 years after graduating from UM, I found myself in Michigan again for a wedding.  I had some extra time, so I decided to revisit the Ann Arbor campus, and after a long walk, I stopped into the Blue Leprechaun for a beer.  I ordered a seasonal Sam Adams lager, which turned out to be cherry-flavored, served with a cherry, and disgusting.   The Blue Leprechaun is very much a college bar, with prices, specials, and selection geared towards cheap and rapid intoxication.  As I sat there, I reflected that I was too young to go to bars for my first half of college, and too "mature" (and too poor/cheap) to go out drinking by the time I turned 21, so there was no nostalgia for me there.   A cute, friendly alumna a few years younger than me came up to the bar, sat next to me, ordered twelve shots for her and her group of friends, and started chatting me up.  We made a big game of guessing how old each other were, we teased each other, we compared the sizes of our hands.  She came back and forth from her table to the bar to talk to me several times, and as she got sloppier, her speech became less coherent, and her flirtation grew more aggressive.   I reflected that casual drunken liaisons weren't really a big nostalgic part of my college experience either.  Eventually I ducked out when she wasn't looking.  Sorry if you were expecting a different ending!