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| - Let me start off by saying that I was at this bowling alley this past weekend, all day Saturday AND Sunday for my kid's bowling tournament. I must say, it was a hellish experience.
I'll start on the outside and work my way in to the bowling alley. This alley is located at the corner of the busy intersection of 59th and Betheny Home Rd. It's in the Food City shopping center, so that should tell you exactly what kind of colorful people are roaming the parking lot. There is very little parking for the bowling alley. It's next to a strip mall with a cell phone and check cashing place. You might feel safer parking far away anyway.
There is a security guard located at the front entrance of the bowling alley, making sure you don't smuggle any contraband, AKA real food in. He will stare you down and make you feel guilty, even if you didn't do anything. Inside, there are about 30 lanes. The place is small and the decor is set at circa 1970. It's fairly dim inside. I would have thought that they would have enough chairs there, seeing as they were sponsoring a bowling tournament! But apparently, they didn't get the memo. You had to show up over an hour early just to find a place to rest your weary bones. On the second day, the "chair police" tried to muscle me out of some chairs I was saving for my group.
The lanes are fairly oily, if that's what you like. Lane 5 isn't very reliable. I would avoid that lane if possible. The food was standard bowling alley fare; nachos, pretzels, burgers, fries, etc. They serve breakfast, so that's a plus; however you would do better to order lunch at breakfast time. Our orders on both days took 40+ minutes to get to us.
There is this creepy looking employee there, hereby known as the Trash Nazi. He paraded up and down the aisles in military form, taking your trash before it was actually trash. He glared at your unused napkins until you surrendered them to his eager, and waiting bucket. We gave him trash just to get him to go away for a while.
The food was a decent price, but not worth the wait. The second day, half my party went down to the Food City, ate there, and returned before my food arrived.
Oh, and before I forget, take a sweater! The keep it at a frosty 45 degrees in there. Maybe they got confused and thought is was an ice hockey tournament. Needless to say, there was a bowling alley full of cranky bowling tournament spectators, standing in the back, shivering because they got no heat, and no chairs.
If you have a choice, go somewhere else.
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