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The Blind Pig is a Modern-Day Speakeasy located within a 5-minute walking distance from the Reds Stadium. Our bars rooftop patio provides a scenic view of the Queen City & Ohio River for anyone that is looking Ice-cold beer or a bite to eat. Everyone that comes into the Blind Pig falls in love with our friendly staff, 10 HD flat screen televisions & reasonably priced beverages.
Neighborhood roadhouse with pub grub & local craft beers, plus weekly events, TVs & a rooftop patio.
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Address: 24 W 3rd St, Cincinnati, OH 45202
Phone: (513) 381-3114
Website: https://blindpigcincy.com/?y_source=1_MjY0ODAxNjYtNzE1LWxvY2F0aW9uLndlYnNpdGU%3D
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Reviews
Jorge Leyva
Friendly bartenders! Amazing atmosphere. Love the place , love the beer.
… moreA
If you don’t like your job I suggest you QUIT! We had to ask for water because she didn’t greet us. Then after we got our water she didn’t ask if we were ready to order drinks or food. I asked another bartender who was glad to help us. Another customer walks up to the bar and she greets him right away( he’s white, me and my friend are black) just for context, not assuming anything. Let’s do better. Don’t make your misery our problem. I typically have a great experience here but this interaction was AWFUL!
… moreTony Robinson
This is a great place for any pregame fun. You go up the stairs to get to it. There are 3 separate areas, an outside rooftop area, the main bar (with a few tables) and on down the hallway is a quieter second bar with more tables. This food is wonderful, made fresh and at a very reasonable price. There is not any tables service, waiters or waitresses, you have to order your food at the bar. They will then give you a number sign for your table, and they then bring your food to your table. The outdoor seating area had wonderful views of the city and adds to the overall atmosphere.
… moreAlly Burrell
Visiting from out of town and came here for food and drinks with my partner; sat down at a table for 15 minutes without any acknowledgment. Bartender looked right at us and continued to ignore us. I walked to the other end to ask for menus and drinks and the other bartender was rude and dismissive. Wont ever return here again. The atmosphere looked cool and welcoming but the service was terrible.
… moreTabitha Addy
Fun spot with upstairs patio! The pickle chips were good!! They have Grape Happy Dad which is hard to find but so good!!
… moreMaleena
Ah yes, The Bling Pig. A name that suggests wild glamour, sparkling excess, and shameless indulgence. What you actually walk into feels like a disco ball having a prolonged emotional breakdown.
From the second you enter, the vibe slaps you across the face with what can only be described as aggressively sad energy. Not mysterious. Not edgy. Just deeply, spiritually defeated. The entire room hums with the tension of people trying to manufacture fun the way you’d try to manually start a stalled lawnmower.
It’s less “nightlife hotspot” and more “group project where nobody did their part.”
The lighting is a chaotic assault of neon and glare, bouncing off every reflective surface like the building itself is screaming for attention. Everything sparkles, yet nothing shines. It’s glitter as a coping mechanism.
And the crowd… unforgettable for all the wrong reasons.
A swirling mass of sequins, wrinkled button-downs, and expressions that scream, “We said we were going out, but this was not the plan.” People posing like they’re in a music video while radiating the body language of someone waiting at the DMV. Forced enthusiasm everywhere. Smiles that flicker on and off like faulty lightbulbs.
The dance floor resembles a slow-motion collision of sweat, perfume, and existential dread. Not dancing so much as mildly swaying while gripping drinks like emotional support beverages. Every movement feels negotiated, reluctant, vaguely apologetic.
It’s the only place I’ve ever seen grinding look like a cry for help.
The drinks arrive looking flashy and tasting like someone dissolved a bag of candy into lightly alcoholic syrup. Twenty dollars for a cocktail that feels like it was engineered by a committee whose primary design goal was “make it hurt later.”
Meanwhile, the air inside The Bling Pig is a masterpiece of sensory confusion. Notes of spilled vodka, overheated cologne, sticky flooring, and something vaguely sour that feels less like a scent and more like a warning. The kind of smell that doesn’t just enter your nose but sets up permanent residence.
Even the furniture looks tired. Booths sagging under the weight of countless questionable evenings. Tables glistening with a mysterious sheen that absolutely no one wants explained.
By midnight, the entire venue feels like a glitter-covered fever dream fueled by regret and aggressively loud remixes. It doesn’t feel like a party. It feels like everyone collectively agreed to pretend this is fun until further notice.
The Bling Pig is not a nightlife experience.
It’s a sparkly existential crisis with a DJ.
Two stars.
One for commitment to the chaotic aesthetic.
One for providing a deeply educational lesson in what sad energy looks like under strobe lights.
… moreFrom the second you enter, the vibe slaps you across the face with what can only be described as aggressively sad energy. Not mysterious. Not edgy. Just deeply, spiritually defeated. The entire room hums with the tension of people trying to manufacture fun the way you’d try to manually start a stalled lawnmower.
It’s less “nightlife hotspot” and more “group project where nobody did their part.”
The lighting is a chaotic assault of neon and glare, bouncing off every reflective surface like the building itself is screaming for attention. Everything sparkles, yet nothing shines. It’s glitter as a coping mechanism.
And the crowd… unforgettable for all the wrong reasons.
A swirling mass of sequins, wrinkled button-downs, and expressions that scream, “We said we were going out, but this was not the plan.” People posing like they’re in a music video while radiating the body language of someone waiting at the DMV. Forced enthusiasm everywhere. Smiles that flicker on and off like faulty lightbulbs.
The dance floor resembles a slow-motion collision of sweat, perfume, and existential dread. Not dancing so much as mildly swaying while gripping drinks like emotional support beverages. Every movement feels negotiated, reluctant, vaguely apologetic.
It’s the only place I’ve ever seen grinding look like a cry for help.
The drinks arrive looking flashy and tasting like someone dissolved a bag of candy into lightly alcoholic syrup. Twenty dollars for a cocktail that feels like it was engineered by a committee whose primary design goal was “make it hurt later.”
Meanwhile, the air inside The Bling Pig is a masterpiece of sensory confusion. Notes of spilled vodka, overheated cologne, sticky flooring, and something vaguely sour that feels less like a scent and more like a warning. The kind of smell that doesn’t just enter your nose but sets up permanent residence.
Even the furniture looks tired. Booths sagging under the weight of countless questionable evenings. Tables glistening with a mysterious sheen that absolutely no one wants explained.
By midnight, the entire venue feels like a glitter-covered fever dream fueled by regret and aggressively loud remixes. It doesn’t feel like a party. It feels like everyone collectively agreed to pretend this is fun until further notice.
The Bling Pig is not a nightlife experience.
It’s a sparkly existential crisis with a DJ.
Two stars.
One for commitment to the chaotic aesthetic.
One for providing a deeply educational lesson in what sad energy looks like under strobe lights.
Dave
Had a rough day at work so went with coworkers to grab a drink and decompress. Bartender was very funny. We spent some time trying to figure out how the boat racing on tv worked. Overall a great experience and look forward to popping in every now and then for a drink.
… moreSharon Rumley
An interesting place to have dinner. We went because of a review on empanadas, however that wasn’t on the menu anymore. I had the chicken sandwich. He was very good with the buffalo sauce and topped with bacon. I also had the fried pickles. They were also very good. They were chips and not speers. Nice crisp breading on them. I would definitely go back
… moreTed Tollefson
They always have a good selection of beers on tap. The outdoor patio is great when the weather is nice. They have bar food that is done very well, but it’s definitely not a fine dining experience. It’s a great place to meet up for a beer or drink.
… moreJenny Hibbs
We are from out of town they said they was open late and we don’t have one back home so we thought we would give it a try.
I got the Big Pig Burger it was a microwaves burger or a burger that had been sitting in water forever. It was gross McDonald’s would have been better. I was expecting a nice grilled burger with pulled pork on top. The fries were clearly hours old but I don’t send food back.
We also ordered wings and for $2 a wing I was expecting amazing things yeah that’s a big no sauce was just thrown on top not tossed and they also have been sitting for hours.
This place is open til 2 we got food at 8
I would go back for a drink but I would never eat there again.
I have it a 2 stars because service was great and fast but it was clearly fast because the food had been ready and waiting
… moreI got the Big Pig Burger it was a microwaves burger or a burger that had been sitting in water forever. It was gross McDonald’s would have been better. I was expecting a nice grilled burger with pulled pork on top. The fries were clearly hours old but I don’t send food back.
We also ordered wings and for $2 a wing I was expecting amazing things yeah that’s a big no sauce was just thrown on top not tossed and they also have been sitting for hours.
This place is open til 2 we got food at 8
I would go back for a drink but I would never eat there again.
I have it a 2 stars because service was great and fast but it was clearly fast because the food had been ready and waiting