The Bigfoot Lodge

Sad to hear that this place had closed up shop but it was good while it lasted. Drinks were fair and the vibe was chill. My freshman roommates and I had an outing hear once when we bar hopped around Polk Street, and this was one of places we really enjoyed. It was great because it was not too loud that we couldn’t hear each other over the music.

For what was one of Nob Hill’s most popular nightlife options, I for sure thought Bigfoot Lodge was here to stay. Outside of a fake bear and some minor décor touches, I still felt like I was in hipsterville San Francisco than I did in a warm cabin somewhere in the middle of the winter out west.
It was always dark, somewhat intimate making it an ideal spot to have a drink and literally not have to tend to anyone, including the people around us. If the bartenders liked you enough, sometimes a free short or two was part of the equation and already coupled with their potent drinks, I always knew it would be an adventure getting my drink on here.
But alas, things never last the way you want to them to be. I was really looking forward to my next drinkfest at Bigfoot, but like the mythical creature so many have pursued, it has finally walked away into the woods where it remains to be seen.

Made a trip for the purpose of visiting Bigfoot one last time before they closed. Not sure if I missed their last day, but when I went there on Saturday, the music was super loud heavy metal and they were no longer serving girl scouts. Very disappointed in their closing night.

I agree that this place has gone downhill and the staff probably don’t care that they’re being obnoxiously rude since they’re closing down.
Not only is the staff too busy getting drunk behind the bar and servicing only their friends but their also leaving the bar unattended to Karoke. I was here last week and the two girls (one with long blond hair and the other with shoulder length brown hair and lots of tattoos) and they were pretty hammered after doing several shots. A guy with a beard behind the bar would only open beer bottles for friends even though the girls would leave the bar to karoke. Amazing!
Good riddens!

Girlfriend loves this place. Reminds me of Black Bear Lodge (coincidence? I have no clue) in NYC with the log cabin feel inside. Kitschy, but I get it. I ordered the girl scout and toasted marshmallow (like a real man), but they were kind of expensive for a middle of the road bar. It gets real packed around 9−10pm but thins out after awhile. Luckily my girlfriend has some type of sonar/​radar for finding sitting areas, so we had seats in the back. Good luck with parking too.

Fun place for a few drinks with your friends. It feels like you’re camping the whole time! Lighting is dim but it works for the ambiance. They have creative cocktails as well!

It’s a very small bar with a giant Bigfoot statue that’s probably taking up precious space. It’s very cozy though, and the service and drinks weren’t bad. It wasn’t too busy on a Saturday night which is good because they were very attentive. It is a little gimmicky, and the statue should not be it’s main draw. But with so many drinking options around the area, you take what you can get, I guess.

Stopped in here a few times for a drink, the huge Bigfoot in the corner is cool enough to walk in and check out, especially being someone from Bigfoot Country.
The last time we were there, the bartender was shitfaced. I mean, really, really, REALLY drunk. Throwing back shots with the customers like he was one of them… I find this to be unprofessional and just risky. It was a busy Wednesday, he was the only bartender there, we ordered six drinks all together and he only charged us for two. That was fine with me, since I was pushing them to the side and ordering something different over and over again just to mess with him a little to see how much he’d over pour on the next one…

Bigfoot is a small bar on Polk Street that has decent drinks, hip and snotty bartenders (and tendresses) that are often too busy to acknowledge you, and a somewhat fratty atmosphere.
That said, if you go at an off-​time, you’ll get better service (duh) and the place seems like a cozy mountain chatlet with wooden walls and a fireplace at the back. If you go during peak drinking times (10pm-​1am on Friday or Sat), be prepared to wade through a crowd of people trying to hook up with one another and to wait 20 minutes for the bartender to acknowledge you. Then wait another 5 for your mediocre drink and don’t make it complicated– they’ll get it wrong.
Bottom line: Good for drinks with friends before 9 pm. Good for being drunk and feeling like you’re at a frat party after 9 pm.

The Bigfoot has always been a fun, some might say somewhat divey, little bar on Polk but since when did they extend happy hour till 9pm on weekdays? Working late today? Score!
Happy hour deals include a list of cocktails like an old fashion for $ 5 and $ 1 off beers on tap I think. They do have a nice selections of brews including less common ones like Drake’s Blond. If you want a drink a little more substantial or a little stiffer, then you should try their house special — Sasquatch. Now that’s a TALL glass of many shots of dark liquor. Ignorance is bliss; sip away.
Fan of taxidermy should feel right at home here. Stuffed animals adorn this otherwise cozy space but if you’re looking for a late happy hour deal on Polk, stop by The Bigfoot Lodge.

If I were a Bigfoot, I wouldn’t want to have a statue located inside this bar. It’s a huge wooden work of art that is constantly surrounded by a hoard of drunken people who use it for silly picture poses and occasional support when they can’t walk straight. And a urinal.
The Bigfoot Lodge is a cool bar that belongs in some ski slope, but it is most welcome in the city of creative themes and inventions. There’s also a bunch of animal heads on the walls and old movies playing on the TV.
My quip with the place is the sheer lack of girls. I’ve been there a handful of times, and it was almost exclusively a wiener fest. Maybe they need to change the theme to Yeti Lounge, instead.
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Distinguishing factor: They do weird rituals here that are actually kinda cool. I heard they light the bar on fire and have cool costume parties and such. Can’t say no to that.

FUCK this place!
Oh, you’re SO COOL Mr. Bartender. you’re so fuckin cool with your stupid beard and your amazing ability to ignore a customer and stand there, wiping out glasses, talking to some asshole regular and ignore new money because old money must be better. Oh yes, that’s what it is.
Fuck you!
Do you know who we are? We’re with the B.F.R.O assholes. we know how to squatchcall and we watch Finding Bigfoot and he wouldn’t be caught dead standing in the middle of your stupid bar, that’s for sure. I hope that wood carving brings you nothing but failure. I spit on your graves and wish you nothing but angst!
Fuck You! *air punches in your stupid Bartender’s fucking FACE*!

Main Points:
— Small place on Post Street
— Giant bigfoot statue
— Toasted Marshmallow is their signature drink, with vodka, milk, cream, and a burnt marshmallow
— The toasted marshmallow is interesting. Very sweet and not lactose-​friendly.
— Bartender seemed irate having multiple orders of this asked back-​to-​back.

I back anything that has that much taxidermy hanging on the walls.
This place is pretty narrow which is an immediate turn-​off for me, but I got over it eventually. Really random mix of people hanging out here, which I’m into.
Came on a Friday night and it was busy, but not to the point of being annoying. The DJ was playing some pretty rad music, mostly 70’s and everyone seemed to be like family there. The bartenders had good attitudes and were quick, the only two things bartenders need to be in my opinion.
I don’t know that I would make a point to come back here when I’m in town, but I will certainly remember it.

Are we still in California? Walking in, there’s a stream of friendly guys with beards, and tall people in rugged wear to greet us (these are customers by the way). What a great welcome! We ordered from the drinks special menu, which is pretty easy since there’s only 4 drinks on there. After trying all of them, the best ones are:
TOASTED MARSHMALLOW! — basically a white russian with a marshmallow they light on fire and dunk into the drink. Reminds me of a bonfire by the beach. I could sip and eat the toasted marshmallow all day. (warning — do not order if you are lactose intolerant., since half of it is milk)
GIRL SCOUT COOKIE! — Ok, this drink tastes like a liquified chocolate mint cookie. It. is. delicious.
Other than that, it’s a pretty chill vibe, stand around and grab a drink with friends. There’s a huge big foot sasquatch towards the inside, which makes this place infinitely more awesome and hence the name of the place. It’s definitely a casual place to enjoy a sweet alcoholic treat. yummy!

If I wrote this review a week ago, it would have easily gotten 4 stars.
I stumbled upon this place when my friends and I decided to bar hop on Polk street. We’ve done the barhopping in a lot of other neighborhoods, and we figured Polk is a good place to check things out. Since it was a bunch of foolish people hanging out together, we opted out of the bar next door — it was too swanky and our t-​shirt/​jeans/​sneakers combo didn’t feel right. Bigfoot didn’t have that awkwardness feeling.
We walked in and was immediately drawn by their specialties. Orange Creamsicle?! Girl Scout Cookie?! Rootbeer Float?! Sasquatch?! Its like a child’s heaven. An alcoholic child’s heaven. I’ve had these all and the rootbeer float is still the favorite. The girl scout cookie would be, but it came in a little martini glass, which I always think I’m going to break.
SO what bumped it down to a 3? Well… the service last time I came was pretty sad. Usually the bartenders are really nice and attentive, but this time it was different. The prior times I came, there were at least two bartenders around. Maybe because we were there on a Wednesday night, but they only had one bartender. She was attempting to fill orders on a full bar, and she was NOT friendly. My friends found our way to the counter and waited a good ten minutes before she acknowledged us. She was NOT making drinks, but making small talk with a couple of guys at the counter. I overheard something about a $ 20 cover, so I knew she wasn’t talking about the bar. When she finally came over, she got our drinks, but was really slow. Ok, so I know we ordered 5 drinks at once… but 4 of the drinks were the EXACT SAME THING. Fail.
Our other friend showed up a bit later and needed extra time to think about what to get. After she decided and ordered, we hung around waiting. Another 10 – 15 minutes pass by, and the bartender makes a crap ton of other drinks. After a while, she looks over at us and says «oh, I forgot your drink. Its coming right up.» WTH?! She forgot us and made drinks for at least 5 other people first?! That’s a fail.
I approached the bar a little later, because we saw the 4505 chicharrones for sale behind the counter. I approach and wave at the bartender. She rudely says «I SAW YOU» and finishes making other drinks. I’m like… I wasn’t angry at her. I just tried to get her attention when I could grab the darn snacks myself.
Perhaps she was overworked. Perhaps she was just rude. All I know is that the original 4 stars is bumped down to a 3. I would give it a 2 if this was my first time here. What I did notice was that she served white males a lot faster than anyone else. How do I know? Well… the 2 people she was flirting with were white males, and while I waited to get the 4505 from her, she nicely acknowledged a white male that walked into the bar. If you fit that bill, come here for amazing service on Wednesday nights…

Likes: nice small place with a bar and cozy table couches further in with a fire at the end and a giant bigfoot that looks more like an ugly giant chewbacca minus the weapons
Dislikes: Don’t climb up next to chewy! (Apparently there’s a sign)

Bigfoot Lodge is pretty rad. I enjoyed the fact that the owner was practicing cake decorating the night I went so I was offered slices of cake as soon as I sat down. Sweets are one of the easiest ways to my heart.
Drinks are no nonsense here, you won’t get any of that fancy crap found at other cocktail bars. It’s cash only so come prepared with your dollars. And if you go on Monday at 10 you can play bingo for free. When you win you just may get a shot or a random prize. Just don’t yell «bingo» preemptively or you’ll be forced to wear the mask of shame.

For New Years we had absolutely no idea where to go. Enter Bigfoot.
It was totally packed but somehow we swung a booth and stuck to it until midnight. And sitting down made the New Year so much better :)
They had three bartenders who were darn quick, a huge clean bathroom and a fake fireplace we all enjoyed mightily.
Was 2010 when we finally discovered Bigfoot? Yes, yes it was.

Why would a girl from LA, whilst in SF choose to go to a bar that also has a location in LA (which she’s been to multiple times)…well, that’s really simple. The SF location lights their bar on fire!
Yaaaaaaaaa…SF WINS!!!
No wonder they have a Sasquatch at this location (instead of a Smokey The Bear like in LA) Smokey probably wouldn’t approve of open flames indoors!