Humble Lanes

I’m not a bug bowler. But, this place is very reasonable and I had a awesome time. I never figured I would have this much fun. I am so glad I came. The prices are extremely low. It it $ 6 for 3 games.

Older facility, but functional. I’m not an avid bowler so this met all my needs. On a saturday night, they had an open lane. Everything was fine… except the bar.
Service was slow getting drinks, but it is a bowling alley that has a bar, rather than a bar that has a bowling alley.
From what I saw (pouring a chili cheese mix from a paper pepsi cup onto a pile of chips), I don’t know that I would order anything from here. Maybe some plain fries or a pizza if it was frozen.
Friendly staff. Friendly enough customers. I would go back here. I tried at ghetto-​hood bowling, aka Max’s bowling, but they said they had a 2 hour wait.

The lanes are nice and the center is clean. As far as the lanes… well, they are well conditioned and are synthetic compared to wood lanes. The staff seems to be very friendly and helpful.

Not an avid bowler. To me the lanes were fine. Only real issue for me was finding a ball to fit my fat fingers in the weight I wanted, had to go one pound up. We went on a Sunday evening for the $ 5 a person for 2 hours. With shoe rental we spent $ 20.77 to bowl. Place was not crowded at all. We did not eat the food but $ 7 for 2 medium drinks, little pricy I would say. But all in all it was decent.

The bowling lanes are fairly clean. They often work without too many calls to the front desk. Snack bar is slow. Be patient. I have seen them deliver a soft drink order, why? I don’t know. The staff are nice. I can’t complain about the lanes, but I can’t exactly brag about them either. The pro shop seems to have very limited hours.
If you are on a league you can get discounted bowling.

How do you go to a bowling alley to eat a burger and they have no dam fries… Really? No a good place for real bowling food. Lane are ok but eat before you come. This is not like other alleys I have been to.

Getting a bowling lane on a Saturday night is more difficult than trying to get into one of Houston’s most pretentious of clubs … with a group of guys … wearing sneakers … and holding babies.
Apparently, I didn’t get the memo that this is the «it» thing to do on a weekend night, so when my ex and I showed up at a second podunk bowling alley (we were previously at Max’s Bowl North where they told us we’d have to wait until midnight bowl … it was 9:30pm), we were hit with another waitlist. This time, it was already 10 and the teenage kiddo working the counter said we might be able to get in by 11pm.
It was a complete shock to me, being that half of the lanes were empty! While we downed two pitchers of Coors ($ 8 each) at the bar, the friendly bartender began explaining why those empty lanes were just sitting there. Apparently, those were pre-​paid for by others who just didn’t show up. The kid at the counter was supposed call their names over the intercom; if the people didn’t show up, the lanes would open and go to someone on the wait list. He definitely didn’t do that. In the more than the hour wait we had, I heard one name called. We realized it was just a way of getting folks to stick around (buy beer and terrible food) and pay $ 40 for endless bowling, «Xtreme Bowling.» Finally, sometime after 11:30pm (we got there at 10), we were finally granted a lane … but they didn’t even have shoes. I guess that was a blessing in disguise because that footwear is awful and disgusting.
The music was good, I caught myself dancing a few times (I like to do my «boo-​ya! I got a strike» dance. Looks similar to Napoleon Dynamite’s moves), and it was nice to get out and do something other than hit up a bar. But I have to say, we spent almost 100 bucks for one hour of bowling and an hour of boozin’. I see that this bowling alley is owned by AMC, the same people who bring the fancy 300 bowling alley. Apparently the prices look the same, but the confusing system they have going, terrible service (except for the bartender) and food ($ 25 for a platter of fried food … and our wings were still raw) were as shitaous as they come.