Windjammer Restaurant

Had a great burger and fries. Went there on Christmas evening. Very few places open and we were hungry.
Didn’t know what we were getting into. Not a family atmosphere but we were just happy to find sonewhere with food. It’s a dive bar that serves food.
Very satisfied. Great service. Friendly atmosphere. Good bar food.

Super fun place on the right night. Usually pretty bad service and it’s a complete dive full of smoke but like I said it’s a ton of fun on the right night. This is not a first stop of the night bar. Wish it was non smoking.

Dummmmmp. Dump dump dump.
This place is so gross. It tends to attract a very odd crowd, even for Memphis – a weird mix of kids from the U of M trying to pick each other up and middle aged people (mostly men) who are apparently here for the karaōke.
It was a pretty weird experience for myself and my friend – while I was standing at the counter for fifteen minutes trying to get served, some random guy came and sat down at our hard-​won table next to her, but didn’t say a word. He just sat there making her feel awkward. When I came back, he didn’t seem to notice my presence. Eventually he got up and walked away. But it was really strange and uncomfortable.
Another serious complaint I have is the toilets because THERE IS NO DOOR on the stall. I mean, really, how hard is it to at least get a shower curtain? It was pretty grody. Even for a dive bar, I felt really uncomfortable.
My final, and perhaps greatest complaint, is the ambiguity of their karaōke set up. We came here to sing, but it was difficult to figure out how to get a song on the roster and so packed that I doubt we would’ve been there long enough for them to get to us.
The whole set up is:
1. Greasy
2. Uncomfortable
3. Weird
4. Divey
5. Dirty
I would not recommend it, even as far as dive bars in Memphis, unless you’re prepared to pee in front of a stranger, be watched by weirdos all night, stand at the bar for 10 minutes for a drink from their extremely limited beer selection, and leave smelling like you rolled around in an ash tray.

This is your normal dive bar. It has a smoky old school feel and is definitely over ran with regulars. We went to specifically do karaōke and had fun. They only charge $ 7.00 for a pitcher of bud light. I was really pleasantly surprised by the bathroom. The bar has this I wouldn’t say dirty feel but, it feels old and dingy. The bathroom however is spotless they even had perfume and hair spray for women to use. The regular crowd definitely runs the list. After 30 mins my friends as I finally got the courage to get up and sing in front of everyone and there were 30 people ahead of us. They were the same 5 – 6 people over and over again. Really wish they would control that. The other odd thing was the amount of blue hairs there. Everyone keeps talking about the younger crowd but, I must have missed them. My friends and I were the only people there under 40. All and all it was relaxed, decently priced, and a good place to unwind after work but don’t go there for a party. The other odd thing is the dart machines are really close to the tables and we had grown men putting their butts basically on our table so they could play darts around us. That was unpleasant… I don’t know why its configured that way at all.

This place WAS the place to go and have a blast with your friends years ago before DJ was shot and killed there. The new DJ sucks. He is friendly enough but he sucks at rotating songs. The crew there lacks any enthusiasm and personality in general. The clientele is either young drunk punks or old folks cat screeching. The drinks are ridiculous unless you get one of their hot beers. They charge like $ 8 for a shot glass mixed drink and if they mix it with coke or whatever expect a sip of liquor in that drink. Don’t touch the food unless you want to be sick the next day. I won’t be back.

This diver bar is definitely something out of the 70s. It is smokey, and really should not even have draught beer taps. The draught beer tasted old, and as if the taps had not been cleaned in quite some time (although for 7 bucks a pitcher, it’s a steal). The shot prices are a little steep ($ 7 for Jack). The karaōke they have on Friday night is okay, but nothing to write home about. The server there was absolutely TERRIBLE! She has a nasty attitude, and took FOREVER to get drinks to our table. While I understand that waiting tables at a hole in the wall bar is not glamorous, at least act like you enjoy your job.

I am going to let one star speak for itself and be brief.
That was the WORST, classless, slag excuse of a bar ever. Karaōke is corny, too. Period. AND the second-​hand smoke sucks as much as the drunk singers and white guys trying to rap. Pitiful.

If you were born in the Nixon-​Carter presidencies, you are of the appropriate age-​range for this bar. Any younger, and you may find yourself searching for someplace darker and louder, with more expensive drinks.
Recovered from a shooting incident years back, Windjammer has a new DJ and the same old staff serving the same American beers and single shots as ever. This bar has been owned by the same family for 41 years, and you can feel the age in some of the place’s décor, but in a charming, «grandma’s basement with a bar» sort of way. The karaōke DJ’s setup now includes just about any song you can wrap your vocal chords around, thanks to the digital age, so get creative!
It’s cheap, a great place to go after dinner, and very casual. You won’t find «small plates», or craft beers here, but you will find loads of smiling faces and friendly service. Smoking is allowed in the bar, as it is an over-​21 BAR. Leave the kids at home.

Super smokey dive bar with awful karaōke really sums up this place… I totally love it! We go here every once and a while it is a total dive bar but great fun. The smoke can sometimes be to much but all the horrible karaōke will make up for it. They have any song you can think of… go here with a group of friends and you will have a great time!

If you are in your late twenties but struggle with the false feeling that you can still party like you’re in your early twenties, go to the Windjammer for late night because it will be a huge wake-​up call. Because shocker, you are in fact in your late twenties and fast approaching thirty. Yes, it is quite the harsh dose of reality — a slap in the face if you will. But trust me, you need it when you start being nostalgic about the «good olé days» right out of college.
I don’t miss places like this. And whenever I feel a little sad that I’m getting older and not as cool as I used to be… I remember that I don’t have to hang out at hole in the wall dives that serve cheap beer and reeks of cigarette smoke. I can afford a nice bottle of wine in an upscale environment… and honey, this about-​to-​be-​30-​year-​old needs some comfort as she ages.
However, this past Friday night one of my girlfriends, who is quite a bit younger than me (early twenties of course), asked me to play wingwoman so she could meet up with a cute boy. I certainly wasn’t going to leave her hanging at 1 in the morning so I obliged. Plus, I love playing chaperone.
As soon as we walked in, I thought we were walking into a bad college movie. You know, the stereotypical frat scene you see in the opening credits? Where everything is over-​the-​top and you’re asking yourself if parties really get that loud, crazy, debaucherous, and ridiculous? Well, they do.
There was smoke EVERYWHERE, barely standing drunk girls singing a really bad karaōke duet in the corner, sloppy drunk boys pawing other drunk girls, just mayhem and hedonism in every corner… it made me shudder and want to take a shower.
So why am I giving it 3 stars? Well, it is what it is and for what it is it’s pretty darn good. Did you catch that? Yeah, I didn’t either. So I’ll just say… this place is a dive but can be a lot of fun, especially if you’re young and into karaōke. By the way, I left after 10 minutes. I’d have to be black out to enjoy this place… and given those circumstances, I’m sure I would.

If you ever are looking for a decent place to go hang out and have a good time with friends, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE. The smell of smoke knocks you down as soon as you walk in the door. The bathrooms remind me of a frat house the morning after the biggest party of the year. There are plenty of other places nearby where you can have fun and not walk out feeling like you caught some communicable disease after rolling around in the world’s biggest ashtray.

Ok, first of all, this place is NOT a restaurant. It is a karaōke bar! But it is amazing.
I have spent several nights in my life here, when spending summers in Memphis during college. I recently went back with friends and we had a blast. The drinks are GOOD, service is GREAT, and it’s cheap.
It’s not so crowded that you don’t get to sing your song, with the exception of some holiday nights, etc… but this is one of my favorite hole-​in-​the-​wall, trashy bars ever.