The Dambar & Steakhouse has been providing hometown hospitality and the best cowboy cuisine, for more than 35 years. This restaurant & museum stands on the intersection of history, the famous Route 66, also known as ‘America’s Mother Road’ – and Andy Devine Avenue, named after Kingman’s native son and famous 1950’s film star. Some say it’s where the true and real west reside. You’ll find delicious steaks, ribs, & burgers – along with the hometown hospitality you’d expect in Kingman, AZ. Visit our friendly bar, where no one is a stranger! Inquire about our large banquet room, available for your next gathering!
Casual option serving steaks & drinks in a historic setting with a Wild West feel & sawdusty floors.
Hours
| Friday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Saturday | 11 AM–11 PM |
| Sunday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Monday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Tuesday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Wednesday | 11 AM–10 PM |
| Thursday | 11 AM–10 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 1960 E Andy Devine Ave, Kingman, AZ 86401
Phone: (928) 753-3523
Website: https://dambarsteakhouse.com/
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Reviews
Enter Dambar.
We’d passed it earlier, and from the outside it looked great, classic western steakhouse vibes. It reminded me of a place in Utah when I was there for work which I really enjoy, so I figured we were good. We were not.
When we walked in, there was no greeter at the desk, not a problem, busy places are like that. But once we were seated, we noticed the restaurant was almost empty. Again, maybe because it was two hours before closing, but the emptiness was definitely a hint of what was coming.
Our server took our order, brought our drinks, and then vanished. Empty glasses? No refills. Food arrives? Still no refills. We had to ask every time. Not exactly the warm steakhouse hospitality we were expecting.
And the food. Well, let’s just say it wasn’t fighting to redeem the experience. It was bland and overcooked. My wife ordered the sampler, and the “chicken” did not look like anything that had ever clucked. I know breading can hide some things, but this looked more like breaded squid auditioning for a role as chicken. The cheese curds were good, but if you mess those up, there might be no hope.
By the end, the empty dining room made complete sense. I’ve been to a lot of steakhouses that stay busy right up until closing. Even Texas Roadhouse, which I don’t think is amazing, but they are packed until the lights go off. Dambar, on the other hand, felt like the staff and the food had already clocked out emotionally.
I honestly don’t understand the 4.1 star rating. Maybe it’s the only steakhouse in the area. Maybe we caught it on an off night. But between the lackluster service and the forgettable food, it just didn’t deliver.
My wife wanted to tip very little, but I convinced her to leave 10% out of courtesy, though it was more generosity than the service earned. Walking out, I told her we probably should’ve just taken our chances with the Filipino place. We could have been robbed, murder, or kidnap. But maybe we would have had good food.
My main complaint was the bartender that was coming on shift. I have no idea what perfume she was wearing but it seriously choked me up. I was with other people that didn’t want to leave so I tried to just not breathe but she kept coming to stand right in front of us to apparently gossip with other employees.
I’m not talking about just a little bit of a scent, it was like she marinated in whatever it was. There was a good 3′-4′ bubble around here that kept getting pushed into my breathing space. Seems like a bad idea to wear something that potent when in a position where you get into people’s spaces to take their orders or serve drinks. I’m not asthmatic, but my sympathy for people who are got a severe boost.