The Blue Bull

My best friend and I have been going here since Toads closed, just because a lot of people we knew migrated to Blue Bull. Never, NEVER had an issue until I put on a «metal» song on one night. Smitty then changed it and said we don’t play that kind of music in here, people don’t like it and we lose business. I never had an issue playing that song in there before. Then I said well that sucks I wish I had known or else I wouldn’t have wasted my dollar. Then he snapped and said well if you don’t like it then you can get the fuck out. You should never cuss at a customer, that’s just rude. I literally had one drink and shot because I bought it before the jukebox incident and we left. Its not like I didn’t tip him or something when I got our drinks. I didn’t even get my dollar back. I will never step foot in here again, and neither will my best friend or her husband and if anyone asks me where to drink I will direct them to somewhere else. It also took almost 20 minutes for 2 Jack & cokes and 2 shots of fireball on a slow night (maybe 6 people in there including us and they weren’t even at the bar). If you want to be treated like shit then by all means go to blue bull. We aren’t the only ones this has happened to with similar incidents with him, I’ve heard similar things from friends and acquaintances recently and that’s why I decided to say something. Maybe he’s been in the bar industry for too long, but I wish the blue bull the best of luck.

The Blue Bull is a solid 3.5 stars, but I’m rounding it up to 4 because of how welcoming and eager to please the bartender was on our visit. I wish I’d caught her name because she was fantastic and truly understands hospitality. She really made the visit fun.
The Blue Bull, for the most part, is a pretty typical local neighborhood bar. The walls are adorned with semi-​tacky bar signs and neons, there’s a pool table and some TV’s, and the minute you walk in you can’t help but order a shot and a beer, followed by a few more shots with your friends.
But taking a look at the bottles behind the bar, and looking more closely at the menu, what you’ll find is a cocktail program that is a bit more elevated than you’d expect. That’s all thanks to the Steven Sedillos and his infinite creativity. At the Blue Bull he’s able to do a lot with a little, stocking only the speciality spirits and ingredients he needs to make his mashups and keeping recipes simple enough that the entire staff can keep em consistent.
I ordered the Moscow mule riff made with St. George’s green chile vodka. It’s kind of my new obsession ever since I tasted it. The infusion is done with natural flavors and the taste of the spirit is like biting into a fresh jalapeño. Add in some spicy ginger beer and a few other simple ingredients and you’ve got a lovely drink.
I had the chance to meet the owner Terry at an event, and he said The Blue Bull is Carson’s Unpretentious Cocktail Bar, and Id pretty much agree. The menu Steve created is fun, and so is the staff, but to me it’s still more of that neighborhood bar, and that’s totally cool. I just wish they didn’t allow smoking.

Always stop at the Bull when in Carson City for three or four PBR’s and a couple of shots. Bartenders are always great. Friendly with excellent service. Locals/​regulars are always nice to use. Only thing we’re are curious about is where’s «Spidy»???

After reading reviews of the mean bartenders I did not expect to have good service but I was pleasantly surprised with the sweet bartender. She made drinks quick and made sure every ones drink was always full.

This place attracts the town weirdos. The female bartender is really rude.

For one, The Blue Bull is a dive bar. If you don’t like dive bars, DON’T GO THERE. Two, this is a locals bar. If you aren’t a local, no worries. Strike up a conversation and you are in like Flint. This place is the nexus of The Jerry Springer Show Live, ie: Carson City nightlife. Snooty? Stay away!

excuse my language but, FUCK THIS PLACE!
The bartenders are rude especially the female one, you cant miss her she kinda looks like a man. I accidentally spilled a cup of ice and she threw a rag at me to clean it up. I have never been treated so terribly at a bar. I had only had one drink and I was out of there after that.
If you don’t want to be treated by rude ass bartenders I would recommend the cigar bar its more classy and tasteful and the bartenders there are extremely nice.

As a karaōke songstress, I tend to hang out in a lot of bars. On any given week, I will be at the Blue Bull on Wednesdays, Jimmy G’s on Thursdays, and my Saturdays are spent at Tommy’s. I have to say though, while Tommy’s is my first and favorite, I keep ending up back at the Blue Bull after the Jimmy G’s show on Thursdays. Or should I say Friday morning.
It’s smoky, but I’m a smoker so it’s not too bad for me. There are moments however, when even I will slip out the back door into the alley.
The Blue Bull is a place where the music is LOUD and the people are packed in like sardines. Where in many bars this could easily go south quickly, it’s all mellow yellow. Yes, the people jostle and you will more than likely end up soaking in beer, but the person who spilt the drink will more than likely apologize profusely and you will make a friend for the night.
This is a place where Rocky Horror lives on the karaōke mic in pleasant harmony with Johnny Rotten, Stevie Wonder and Freddie Mercury.
I also don’t drink often. Cam, the bartender for the most part whenever I’m there, teases me sometimes about not drinking but he’s just joshing. I grew up in bars though, as my family runs a pub over in Ayrshire, and I can see that Cam is generous on the pour.
Over the last few months, Cam and his friends have become friends with me and mine. Having a good relationship with your bartender can make all the difference. Cam is the type who remembers what you’re drinking and unless you yell, yes you have to yell because this bar HOPS at night, a different order, a single raised hand will get you another round of your poison of choice.

Can’t really say too much about the Blue Bull. The only time we’ve been in here is on the Carson Wine Walk. And since it’s one of only 2 – 3 places on the east side of 395, we seldom come in even THEN. But, the times we HAVE stopped in, the lady behind the bar has been more than friendly.
I like the ‘old fashioned’ signs hanging on the walls here. They certainly remind us of a different time (way back before political correctness ruined the country).
We seldom come downtown to hang out at night, so I’m guessing we won’t see what the crowd looks like in here on an average evening. Nothing against the Bull, just our habits.

This bar opened, as has been stated in other reviews in place of the Antique Shop that closed about two years ago.
No food is served. So, smoking is ubiquitous. If that is bothersome, there are places like Firkin and Fox that have both a restaurant with a bar and a separate bar that serves no food where smoking is allowed. I don’t smoke, and don’t like to be around smoke… so I will usually either arrive to this bar early where there are few people around and no one smoking, or arrive later and hole up in an area where the smokers aren’t congregating. I make it work. I do wish that they’d serve food, as it would be both convenient AND keep out the smokers. No offense to all the smokers…
Drinks are plenty strong, and the prices are better than average. They also have the longest (and latest) Happy Hour in Carson City: 3p-​8p Monday through Thursday, 12p-​8p on Fridays with great specials.
They also have several types of pitchers of mixed drinks that are made right in front of you (check the menu… they seem to change based on the season) and if ordered will save you a bundle. If a certain drink is normally $ 6…and you purchase the pitcher that pours four of the same sized drinks for $ 15…then you do the math.
Bartenders Cam and Rachel are very customer service oriented, and are excellent at what they do.
The décor is very reminiscent of a 40’s upscale bar with the addition of an darts system, TVs and digital jukebox. The vibe is totally neighborhood bar until about 10’o clock on Friday and Saturday nights when all the beautiful people in Carson City who either don’t want to go into Reno for whatever reason or don’t want to pay a visit to Opal at Mont Bleu begin filtering in and drinking up a storm. The atmosphere has NOT gone grungy since Doppelgänger’s closed down… all of the grungy types have drifted over to Toad’s.
Since I like the sleek feel of this bar, the pleasant bartenders and clientele, creative drink menu and below average prices I recommend it. It may not be your cup of tea… but it is mine.

I too stumbled upon this bar by accident, at about 3 a.m. It was lively and welcoming and the people inside were’nt all gross and scary like most bars in Carson at 3 a.m. In comparison with other places I have visited in Carson, this lounge was the classiest. I will probably go back again. It’s a great place I think if you want to avoid the thugs and «people of wal mart (.com)». Seemed like a nice spot to get liquored up, have conversation and socialize. I was especially fond of the furniture and lighting for some reason.