Chuck E. Cheese’s

Chuck E. Cheese is like a hospital. You don’t go because you want to, you go because you have to. You will not have a good time, you can only leave with someone else’s permission, it will drain your wallet, and you will not escape without scars.
I’m not sure it’s much better for the kids. They start off the adventure out of their minds with excitement but by the end they’re exhausted from running around like spider monkeys, throwing tantrums over lost video games, and hitting themselves in the face with skeeballs. They’ll be sick off pizza and candy and wailing because after two hours and fifty dollars of tokens the only ticket prize they can afford is a box of Nerds and rubber ball that can’t be inserted into a video game console and hence may as well be a paperback copy of the latest John Grisham novel.
What a friggin’ madhouse. This Chuck E Cheese has been here since I was a kid. It was better in those days and that’s not just nostalgia talking. They had full-​sized airhockey, skeeball, and more traditional arcade cabinets so adults had something to do. Nowadays it’s all been branded, remade in plastic, and shrank down. Even the jungle gym is gone, since I guess that was giving the little porkers too much exercise, and has been replaced by bumper cars. The two doors (one mini door for kids) are gone, replaced by a single entry to facilitate secure hand-​stamping. Which is a good idea, I guess, but it also leaves the trashier parents free to let their crotch-​spawn run rampant and unsupervised since there’s no particularly easy way for them to be bratnapped.
Salad bar’s okay, pizza is all right, prices are about what you’d expect. Most of the games work but they’re just low-​skill button-​pounders that spit a ticket or two at a time at five year olds. The five year old with me was thoroughly entertained but the eight year old grew very bored very quickly. I was ready for a cyanide capsule pulling into the parking lot. The place was packed wall to wall on a Saturday night, and you have no friends in Hell.
But Chuck E Cheese is a necessary evil. It is a vapid escape; a brief respite for parents and caregivers. It is a lawless jungle of plastic and urine; a place where hopes are dashed and watches are watched; where very large people inhale a lot of cheese and the health inspector won’t show up to shut the joint down over a visible rat infestation.

This review is highly rated because the management team was very accommodating to what we actually needed. I won’t be specific on how but the family and I appreciate their kindness.
Pros: The pizza is not bad for a children’s fun spot. My husbands daughter ordered 6 pizza pies and 4 baskets of chicken wings. Most of the adults ate at the salad bar and they stated their salads tasted «good enough».
We also like the security of how children are checked in and out.
Cons: One ID per beer. That’s a hassle when the seniors want you to deliver a beer back to the table for them.

Noisy but the place is full kids. Bulk of the parents let their kids run around like animals. Pizza is really good though

Its fairly clean, on the food side and bathrooms.
The games are pretty dirty and greasy.
Alot. and I mean alot of the games need service
We lost about 5.00 in tokens and they told us to wait by the machines. I went up and asked 2 times and they never showed up, it wasnt worth the aggravation for 5.00.
The employees seem like they dont even want to be there, but kids are kids!

The shopping center is pretty rundown, but the restaurant is surprisingly clean. It’s big — lots of games and ‘rides’. The food wasn’t bad — standard pizza, but my daughter’s Italian sub was actually delicious.

Not so bad… it’s chuck E Cheese so i hope you’re not expecting fine dining. Took my 5 year old niece on a Monday night. It was kind of slow so hard to judge what weekends would be like. Everything was clean though and I saw staff wiping everything down. All the staff was friendly and polite. One of the employees — Nathan — was very kind and helped my niece on an off a few rides and gave her a few free rides. Also I bought a balloon when we were leaving and it blew away :(
The staff kindly replaced it at no charge.

Ghetto but that is St. Pete for you. The place doesn’t have alot of games like the others in the Tampa bay. My mother in law calls this place the «token stealer» because you can’t seem to win anything. LOL