Third Base - Marquette

The bartender was very unprofessional, constantly chewing gum with her mouth open. It was quite unpleasant. I even got splattered with saliva three times before she served me.

I would leave a better review if they answered their phone. I've called four times in the past 25 minutes and even had a friend call, but there's been no response. I'll update my review once I hear back from them.

Like the place, but one of the bartenders Julie who was also my daughter’s Spanish teacher at NMU has it in for her. Before Christmas my daughter went in to eat with some friends. She was the designated driver for the night. Julie made her go out in the car and wait for them because she wasn’t 21. My daughter turned 21 on December 28. Her and her friends went in again last night. I guess it’s cheap pitcher Thursday. The server checked everyone’s ID and was taking good care of them. Julie seen my daughter and started talking with her server and pointing and staring her way. My daughter’s friend overheard Julie say some negative things about my daughter. The server came back to the table and checked my daughter’s ID again. Her and her friends said the server seemed to have a attitude with them the rest of the evening.

The bar was average. There was only one bartender working during pitcher night, and the place was crowded. I noticed several customers taking tips that were meant for the bartender. On the bright side, it’s the first bar outside of Chicago to serve Old Style, which is a nice perk. As for kid-friendliness, it's a college bar, so it's suitable for younger patrons. Overall, it's decent.

When I went to college in Marquette, this bar was called the elite shoppe. it was very unfriendly then to college students ,seems to be the same now. The two old tightwads that owned it knock the head off a draft beer and slop it into an empty glass for the next customer. I witnessed it. A friend of mine Ordered a ham sandwich ,it was cut so thin he said it was the first time he ever saw a slice of ham with only one side. friends of mine lived in the basement of the house, which is attached to the bar while they were in college.