Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Â Reading the one star reviews is pure comedy. Â It's a biker cafe/bar, not a hipster hangout for the skinny jeans crowd from Silver Lake. Â It could do with a lick of paint, so what?! Â The food is average, home cooked food. Â But what makes this place is the down to earth feel. Â Also, the women behind the counter will not take any crap from people. Â Make a dumb comment, and the server will deliver a sharp retort, and the bikers propping up the bar will snicker at you. Â Sit at the bar and watch people walk in and try to charge their food to credit card (cash only), see them look at the old menu painted over the counter and order from it (it's obsolete). Â
Pros: Â food is cheap, the place has a load of history behind it. Â It is located on the old Red Car route and apparently sold tickets. Â Look out for Bessie's wooden club that is stored behind the counter. Â Bessie would use it on bikers who wouldn't behave themselves.
Cons: Â they need more vegetarian entrees. Â As a non-meat eater, I usually order the grilled cheese sandwich with fries or an omelet.
This place sucks, I added one star because I love my neighborhood and I can't bring myself to give them the two stars they deserve. It took me long enough, but I finally stopped in at Walkers after walking around the park.
I walked in, ordered a burger with onion rings and a beer while pointing to the tap. The lady grabbed a bottle of Bud and opened it. Hmm, I would have ordered a different beer if I wanted a bottle. I don't really fancy Bud but I wanted a draft beer. I guess she didn't want to have to wash a glass. That's the theme here, nobody gives a shit, about anything. Who cares that it's a biker hangout? Bikers with tastebuds go to Utro's for a burger and a beer.
So how shall I review this place? As a dive bar or as a burger joint? Doesn't matter, they suck at both. The beer selection is non existent and the food is awful. Onion rings fresh from the freezer and a hockey puck of a burger, overcooked and tasteless. It is cheap, I'll give them that but you get what you pay for.
This place was probably good once but it's painfully obvious nobody here cares anymore. Leave the doors open, let the flies come in, and cook food from the freezer. Who cares? Certainly nobody at Walkers. I do hope somebody buys this place and injects some love into it. This is a fantastic neighborhood and our beloved bikers deserve better.
If you're scared go to church! On second thought that's scarier than coming to Walker's! I find it amusing how many people talk smack about Walker's Cafe. About how it's a shady biker bar with less than friendly service. When a place in Hollywood/LA won't make changes to menu items or cater to special requests its considered acceptable because the place is trendy and hipster couture. Yet here it's considered an atrocity. Walker's is not the kind of place one comes expecting carte blanche service that caters to every beck and call. It's a biker bar and every thing that a biker bar should be. Walker's is classic old school Americana. Cheap beers and greasy food. Sure there's a locals only vibe here, but I don't require a fake smile and lip service from my bartender/server. Keep my beer cold and my belly full and I'm good.
Review Source:The thing is, Walkers is a vanishing breed of place. Â At one time, there were many. Â Only a few are left. Â Appreciate that it is, what it is! Â You may stop by to have a bite but you didn't come from where you were for an all out dining experience. Â If you are seeking that, seek elsewhere.
Review Source:god, these reviews are ridiculous. you're going into a dive bar asking if their soup is made with chicken or vegetable stock? really? ffs, go back to silver lake.
walker's is everything a rad little biker dive bar should be. granted i'm a way tattooed biker dude ... so i suppose i fit in. but i've also dined at the french laundry - so i figure i'm pretty open to experiences of varying environments.
there's so much hate and prejudice in some of these reviews, i don't even know where to start. you think you're being progressive? you're so much better than this?
no, you're just an asshole.
walker's rocks. if i lived closer, i'd be there every day.
Negative stars
Blonde matron behind the counter shoots daggers at me for asking if the lima bean soup (listed on the Specials board) is made with chicken stock or vegetable stock. Â All other patrons of the place turn to glare at me in unison. Â Before the matron can answer, someone else chimes in that is has ham in it. Â So I said ok, thanks, so I have to skip it. Â I was relieved, because by now the place (the matron, notably) is giving me the heebie jeebies and I want to run out of there. Â
But then my BF says (wait for it................)
"I'll take a beer" and the patrons/ zombies all cough or choke out some applause for him and say "atta boy" or some such. Â So he was handed a Coors Light, I handed over $3 and we took a seat and as I waited for him to drink his beer, I realized what a negative, unsettling experience I was having, and I'm someone who can enjoy a biker bar with the best of 'em.. but not this one no siree.
(sung to the tune of My Favorite Things)
Bikers and tourists and two-headed junkies
Smoking patty flipper 'neath replanted gum trees.
French fries and cole slaw and drunkards with lies
These are a few of  Walker's diner flunkees.
Harleys and Vespas with girls walking monkeys
Old "longies" and hippies who forget their own car keys.
Close to the park where winos lay comatose and their friend pees.
Just ignore the used rubbers and brown-stained undies.
Ah Walker's, decaying icon from days of wooden ships and iron men (or so it seems), a blast from the past with greasy-jeaned gray-beards holding onto memories with all their might, mixing it up with cigarette-hipsters who think they're so effin' cool. These are a few of their favorite things.
The blonde lady cook is a total c u n t complete unnecessary shit attitude !!! Like I was bothering here by buying something from that shity little place .. I was so unsatisfied by her attitude I did not even eat the food ..... do not go there !!! That was the worst place with the worst service I have ever been to in my life .
Review Source:When I told my friend Sarah (a San Pedro native) that I went to Walker's, she was completely horrified. She was under the impression that it's owned by the Hell's Angels and that people are murdered there on a semi-regular basis. All that I really remember about Walker's is how badly it stunk of shit, until they started cooking, and the shit scent was masked by the smell of deep-fried something.
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In all fairness, the service was quick and the cheese burgres in my opinion were pretty good, although the patty was thin. Â My issue was the french fries. Â The oiliest, greesiest, shiniest I've seen in my life. Â This is a biker place and I didn't feel like complaining. Â Prices were reasonable. Â Maybe a good place to visit to have a beer and perhaps not eat, based on the earlier reviews. Â There is probably nothing that would draw me back to this place.
Review Source:Look...Walkers isn't a destination, it's an institution. Â If you're on a ride and in the neighborhood, want a cheap and decent fresh burger and a beer or coke then by all means park your bike in front, park your ass in a booth, chow down and move on. Â "nuff said. Â This is a typical neighborhood hole in the wall, across from the beach and usually a few ice cream trucks which is a nice treat to cool down your core before heading back down the hot summer road.
Btw...Cash only...don't take CC's or Debit cards.
Ok, I get it's a biker institution, I rode out there. But that doesn't mean crappy food and bad service should be tolerated. If I want bad service and crappy food I could have stayed at home. The place is beyond small. The cockroaches had to cross their legs just to get comfortable. I ordered a cheeseburger and fries. I got 12 fries, really greasy, and the burger was hidden under the pickle slice. Sorry but after I ride 60 miles to go to some place, I want good food. I want decent service, they don't have to kiss my ass, just act like you give a half a shit that I'm there. There are plenty of biker places to go that have great food, cool surroundings, and good service. This was not one of them. At first I gave it 2 stars, then I read my review and it reminded how horrible it really was, so I changed it to 1 star.
Review Source:As others have said, not the friendliest place I've been to. But, I'm not a biker -- so they sure as hell don't need my business. Walking up to the place, a biker fella smoking outside was very polite and said hello. Kudos to him.
I had the bacon and cheese omelette. The cheese was good, the eggs were fluffy, but an overall sensation of grease allowed me to swallow larger chunks and not waste energy chewing as much. Will I go here again? Probably not, but it was fun to check out on a dreary Sunday morning. Oh, and I've never seen a place actually charge a fee for a to-go order. $0.50!
This is the kind of place I want to love. It's the honey badger of greasy spoons. It don't give a sh!t.
It's got great history, a great story, and a perfect location. It retains its original, well, its original everything. This place hasn't changed its paint since the 40s. With its porcelain figurines and kitschy wall-plaques, Walker's reminded me immediately of the kind of place my grandparents would have called their local.
It's Americana without the self-awareness of other refurbished LA classics. BUT, despite the dusty charm and painted walls, it is just not a pleasant experience if you aren't in with the staff.
Surly. Rude. Snarly. Gruff. The woman behind the counter was pissed off at the world for no good reason, and she wouldn't let us order separately; she insisted we pay together. And she barked at us, rather than asking politely. I thought there might be a soup nazi charm to this, but....I guess you have to have amazing food for that work. And, after seeing what was going on behind that counter.....
and after sitting down, and getting some sage advice from my friend, I decided to cancel my order. When our lovely lady of the larder approached us with our drinks, I asked if I could just have chips. Well, she gave me a look to kill. I thought I was about to get back-handed. Â I literally felt like a scolded child.
If you like being ordered around and a taste of the whip, I say go ahead and try Walker's.
All I could think about when I was sitting there enjoying my diet coke was, "This place is the honey badger of dives. It's nasty."
We were out on a rainy, blustery Sunday and finding all other joints packed or still closed opted for Walker's.
Amazingly it was empty but for a single gent in the back wolfing down some breakfast mess and another couple quaffing back a couple breakfast ales. Mmm Kegs and eggs!
Oh yeah, and a old Aussie Sheppard happy to be inside plopped on the well worn floor.
I assumed the weather and the fact it was early and rain for the lack of crowd.
We ordered pretty standard with the Mrs. getting scrambled, bacon and spuds and I eggs (ssu) bacon with a short stack and coffee.
Food was average, had better had worse and coffee good and hot, perfect!
And the service, surly like I always remembered it!
Love this place! We go here all the time. Â Right near the water, get food, history, views... What else do you need! Â I have seen review about rude service but that has never been the case when we go. The ladies are biker chicks! Â Rough but with BIG hearts! Â I highly recommend 4 breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
Review Source:This place is a gem. The employees and regulars know it. Our waitress was strait forward and if you're the same you'll get what you want. Their fries are ridiculously fresh and the beer selection was perfect for my friends and I. Cash only. This place doesn't fuck around and I love it.
Review Source:My mom wanted to take my niece and nephews and I to the place that her and her current husband went on their first date. I thought it looked like a cool place. My perception stopped there. As soon as we walked in, we got stared down like we were walking on the waitress's roses or something. She treated the people that were there before us, civilly. I felt as is if we were an inconvenience to her. If it weren't for my Mom, I would have walked out. The service was crap, I felt like I was an intruder and unwelcome.
The food wasn't that great either. The burger that I had was mediocre at best. My nephew ordered a hotdog and said he didn't like it, we dismissed his complaint because he is a finicky eater, but later I tasted it, Â and it tasted salty and briny, like it was left in the bottom of a pot of salt water for days. The shakes tasted like the ice cream was freezer burnt, and watered down.
I couldn't even give this place one star, but I had to, because I couldn't post this without rating it with at least one star.
Yikes. More like negative stars.
We got coffees and a milkshake. Â The milkshake was ok, very large and served in the silver mixing cup.... friend couldn't finish it because it was too sweet....
Coffees.... mmm.....not much to talk about. Pretty watered down but whatever.
What I think is the worst, is that the service was not a positive experience at all. Â The two waitresses there had bad attitudes and talked badly about customers in front of them. Â My friend was trying to ask questions about the place and the history of the area, and they just seemed so put out, like they did not want to be there, nor did they care if the place closed down, which is unfortunate because it is a super cute joint and been around for like 70 years! Â It's got a great location, cute signs, hand written menus on the walls from who knows when..
We were only there for like 20 minutes, and so many bad things happened, including.....A guy came in w/ a mug, and asked how much a coffee refill was. He joked around that it used to be a $1, and she said it was $1.50. Â After a few seconds of "banter", she and her coworker proceeded to make snarky comments about him (While he was RIGHT THERE), saying "this place has been around 70 years, so if the prices go up, blah blah blah", and the other woman said something about "I'm glad you served him, because if I served him, I would've blah blah blah". Â
One woman decided to make a fresh cup of coffee after trying to refill our cups, and we asked very nicely if we could have more milk, and she was like, "OK, Can I finish making some new coffee first?!!!"
I think if they can discourage a person or group of people popping in to check it out, wanting to experience good food and a good time, then I think there's a serious problem w/ this place.... Â you have to be their friend (but who wants to?) in order to want to come back I guess......
I'm pretty amazed that there are people who find this type of treatment "salty" and "sassy". Â More like bitter and obnoxiously rude.
The 2 women working there were appallingly rude. I have actually never experienced service as bad as that in my life. While we were sitting at the counter, I started chatting with a middle-aged man who had just walked in after tying up his dog outside. He asked how much the coffee was and after hearing it was $1.50, he said it was $1 awhile back. The server responded with some snippy rhetorical questions regarding the rise of prices. After he paid and was still there (standing directly behind us), the other server said, "If I got him, I would tell him where to shove his coffee." The man walked out and whispered to his dog as he was leaving, "Friendly people, huh?"
Several minutes later, one of the ladies behind the counter passed a dirty rag to a man behind us by throwing it between my two friends sitting at the counter.
When it came time for a coffee refill, I asked for more creamer and the woman snapped back, "Can I fill the coffee maker with some water first?" with a heavy dose of bitter sarcasm.
Wow. I have never been so offended (for my group or for anyone else) by food servers.
The best encounter I had there was with a middle-aged motorcyclist customer clad in all black and grey facial hair who was really very amicable and open for conversation.
I stumbled across this gem while taking my cousin on a tour of Southern California. I grew up in Long Beach so I thought Pt. Fermin would be a nice viewpoint. I should mention that my cousin is a 54-year-old North Dakota farmer and has traveled very little.
We enjoyed the park, noted the tiny cafe and headed back to Long Beach, to eat at one of those seaside joints with overpriced burgers but awesome views. Along the way, we stumbled across a car club with about 25 incredible classic vehicles - they were having a memorial for one of their members. We spent so much time there drooling over the cars that our stomachs were growling. "Let's just go to that little cafe we saw," I suggested. "How bad could it be?"
With several Harleys parked out front, we walked into the tiny place and found three jovial bikers at the small counter, a folksy waitress (named Carol, I think) sitting down, chatting, and a regular neighborhood dude doing crosswords.
The atmosphere was very local, very teasing and we liked it immediately. I introduced my cousin from North Dakota and we got a few stories about Sturgis, South Dakota. We asked about the food and the grey bearded-bikers joked, "This place stinks! You don't want to eat here!" Meanwhile, the local dude told us that Carol makes "the best onion rings you'll ever taste." So. we ordered a couple burgers, some homemade french fries and onion rings. (Carol made the crossword dude take our order on his newspaper - awesome.)
At this point, I asked my very-shy cousin if he'd like to take the food to the park across the street. His response: "No, I'd rather stay here. More entertaining." It was one of the few times he'd expressed a strong opinion in the four days of touring.
Not only was he correct but the food was amazing. Best french fries ever - better than In-n-Out. And the dude was right about the onion rings too! The burgers (I had a cheeseburger with avocado) were delectable - we were still talking about them days later.
Our waitress, Carol, was salty and homespun - my favorite kind. When I told her the womens' bathroom needed TP, she handed me a roll, fully expecting me to take care of it myself. Love it!
When she plopped the food down, she announced: "There. That's fast food." When some tourists came in and started asking stupid questions, "Do we need to order fries separately?", she may have rolled her eyes, which - as a former waitress - made me love her more.
My cousin is still talking about Walker's Cafe and I would absolutely be coming back. In reading these reviews, I can see where some folks would mistake the casual rapport for an aloof atmosphere. But what they fail to understand is that Walker's Cafe is true San Pedro, a tough but fun town built by pioneers. Phony formalities have no place here.
I had ridden by the sign advertising Walker's many times on my Triumph in the early morning and this time I decided to stop and eat. Â I liked the way the place looked in the golden morning light. I sat at an outdoor table.
While some may find the staff a bit gruff I think it's refreshing not to have that phony: "Hi, I'm Courtney and I'll be your server today. Enjoy!"
You ask for food, you get your food. The fare is good, the coffee delicious, and the early morning has its own charm by the water down there at the tip of Point Fermin. Â I'll be back.
It was indeed an exquisite SoCal afternoon. I needed to exercise my neglected sports car, and my brain had only one word on it...Walker's! After a nice little drive, my buddy and I made it to this mostly hidden, out-of-the-way and unlikely place and finished the afternoon gazing at Catalina spread out before us while enjoying a couple of beers. I believe we must have sat down at the same table that Jennifer M. (below) vacated. The experience was perfectly punctuated by watching the sun drop below the horizon from Paseo Del Mar on the way home at precisely 6:05 p.m.
The negative reviewers need to realize that this place really can't be critiqued in terms of a normal restaurant or bar. It will never be fine dining and it sure-as-shit doesn't aspire to, either. That's because it's merely a mid-way point within a broader journey that should involve leisurely cruising with your bicycle / Harley / sports car while taking in million-dollar scenic views on Paseo Del Mar, PV Drive South and/or PV Drive East.
Bear in mind, this place IS a biker bar. It will probably never be anything other than that. While we were there, we saw two young college-aged girls (Yelpers?) make their way in then turn on their heels and leave within 15 seconds. Perhaps they were freaked-out by the bikers? Too bad for them. One of the bikers had a mean stereo on his Harley Electra Glide and was spinning some cool chicano-centric oldies on his i-Pod. It  just fit the scene perfectly, because it WAS their scene; we were just visitors happy share the moment!
Great place to time travel on a lovely October afternoon. Â Yesterday they had a few homemade specials that all sounded good, I opted for the chicken salad sandwich with potato salad. Â Both were extremely fresh and delicious with crunchy celery and red onions, moist chicken, perfectly cooked and seasoned potatoes. Â
Our waitress was very nice and made us feel at home. Â We sat at a table by the window looking out onto Pt. Fermin park and the ocean and the sunshine. Â I will be back soon. Â It is a Cash Only place as it should be.
Recommended reading: 'Moon Tide' by Willard Robertson.
The food was great.. I had a breakfast sandwich with bacon and egg. Â The customer service sucks the server was bitchy and rude. Â Looks like if you are not a regular then you are unwelcome.. Too bad cause I really liked the food and location..looks as if they could use the business as the place was empty on a beautiful Sunday morning.. Take your money elsewhere where the appreciate the customers..
Review Source:First I have to say I hate giving bad reviews but.......wow I must have come at an off time, day, year. The last time I was there I got burgers  frys and a couple chocolate shakes and they were good, not epic but acceptable. I like the location and atmosphere.
This time I brought a friend and his son. So many little things, from the attitude of the waitress (a big part), the lack of ice cream (no shakes), and quality of the food. I will go back in the mid teen years. maybe 2016. Hopefully things will have improved by then. It is a shame because it is a landmark that could be soooo much more.
Walker's Café is certainly one of the many landmarks that make San Pedro such an eclectic and interesting town.  It is located across the street from Point Fermin Park, and is certainly noteworthy.  At what point in time it became a 'biker scene' remains a mystery to me; nevertheless, this eccentric tradition certainly adds to the picturesque characteristic of this rundown little café.  Don't be alarmed by the seemingly nefarious bikers that typically loiter out front, as they are generally very pleasant and friendly creatures. The service at Walker's Café is also friendly and the prices are reasonable.  Although the food taste is adequate, the quality is certainly questionable; however, I find it quite fitting with the dilapidated charm of this place.  I give it two stars for food, plus another two stars for personality!
Review Source:Cheeseborger cheeseborger Pepsi Pepsi!!
Haha see the photo, that's what I had today. Â Cheeseburger cost $3.25, Pepsi was a buck.
I have had better burgers for sure. Â It was a bit of a shy burger, meaning that it hid behind the bun, haha......meaning that it was kinda thin. Â And the bun was nothin' fancy, like Wonderbread perhaps. Â But for $3.25 it was damn sweet. Â And served hot off the grill, or pan or whatever.
It might have been a Bessie Burger like I saw on the menu, and the elderly lady who took my order might have been Bessie herself. Â I was too speechless to ask questions, to tell the truth.
To enter Walker's, I had braved the usual group of biker-type guys who hang there daily, drinkin' beers in the afternoon. Â Don't be skirred, or deterred....they don't bite. Â Very hard. Haha jk.
To say Walker's is a landmark is an understatement. Â I think the structure is standing on its reputation alone. Â See the pics.
You may not want to experience the place more than once, but do stop by if you're in that area. Â Then go across the street and see the historic Point Fermin lighthouse, all restored to magnificence. Â Take in the views of ragged rocky ocean bluffs. Â You are at the Southernmost tip of Los Angeles. Â
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The Korean Friendship Bell is up the hill. Â You can see it from the park.
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Some of Walker's menu that I remember (it was posted on the wall above the front counter) included, all homemade: beef stew, vegetable soup, potato salad, sour dough, and much more. Â And, remarkably, the place does have an A rating.
Yay for tradition.
GREAT PLACE! Â I grew up at Walkers and yes around "those bikers" and let me say, no wannabe's there at all! Not only are the bikers real, but the food is too! Burgers, beer and park 3 steps away, doesn't get any better!
The "roaring bikes" add nostalgia to the place. It just wouldn't be Walker's Cafe if it didn't have loud motorcycles, long haired guys with bandana's and women who look like they could ride their own bikes.
We have a harley and i will admit, we don't stop in to hang with the crowd, as we are one of those bikers who bought ours in 2000, so that must make us a wannabe. Â Real men drink bud lite and real women drink coors lite!
LIVE TO RIDE AND RIDE TO LIVE!
TRY THE TUNA MELT! YUM!
. They have a BLT with avocado that's to die for. Â Everything here is made when you order it, and although the staff may look less than enthused about serving you, they do a damn good job of it. Â I have friends who swear by the burgers here, but I've never had one.This is a great place to get a hard stare from a biker, and a damn good sandwich.
The interior decor is totally strange, and well worth seeing. Â I've never eaten here on the weekend, when it is packed with bikers. Â I imagine it might be hard to get either a seat or service if you didn't roar up on a $20,000 chrome hog.
While it abuts a major public park, this is an insiders biker bar, not your normal park-side eatery. Â Not a Hell's Angels kind of spot, but where the guys in Palos Verdes who bought their Harley choppers during their 50s crisis come to to feel cool, bombing down the Paseo del Mar and announcing their presence with loud roarings.
The food is horrible, the beer selection is vapid -- it could be called Baghdad Cafe (from the movie) with some justice. Â If you have never been to a biker bar and want the experience, this one is safe enough, but if you do not walk in in leathers, count on everyone trying to stare you out of the door.
The shame of it is it is a great location with access to a large and diverse clientele -- it is being wasted on the bikers.
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