Dempsey’s Sports Bar & Grill

This is not a club friendly bar. I was asked to remove my vest because it’s a Long Beach law which is a LIE and called her out on it and she said they just don’t allow it. If you don’t allow it then own it don’t lie and blame the «law». I don’t mind taking my business elsewhere. And this place is not an Irish bar.

First, this is NOT an Irish bar by any means. Don’t know why in tha hell they have that name and logo. It’s a sports bar– they have lots of TVs and have all the games on, however the TVs are small– no big screens and not really good vantage points from the bar.
This is very clearly a locals bar– a drunk and obnoxious (though friendly and harmless) crowd of regulars. And I agree with all of the other comments and tips that everyone made. Definitely accurate.
The service is good, drinks are big but weak, and food is just average.

This place smells bad and was greated rudely. I want to support my local bar but did not find a friendly place. My neighbor said they only like regulars. If your not a regular go to Tracys they are friendly and welcoming.

Cool locals bar. Decent beer selection and surprisingly good food for a bar. Not a bar you can go watch a laker game as a fan though. Unless you want to hear laker hating remarks the whole time. They have cool events here though like quiz nights. Unless you’re a country music fan this may not be the place for you. Always nice, cool and friendly bar tenders. Cool pool table and some video games if you’re into that. Lots of tv’s to watch whatever sport game is on. Great environment to watch a kings game. Go kings

Strong drinks and crazy women. What more could you ask for at 1 pm on a Tuesday? This is a weird, scummy little dive bar with a pool table like a mini golf course. The dance floor is sticky, and I lost a flip-​flop, but it has a charm that only a professional alcoholic can appreciate.

I never thought and Irish bar would have coconut shrimp, but it have it a try. It was perfectly crunchy and soft! I absolutely love it. Thank you!!!

Great local bar, good food, and awesome selection of beers on tap. Been a few times and wished they opened earlier so Tracy’s wasn’t the only option after work

I’m not much of a bar hopper or even a drinker but this place is ok. They have pool tables, loud music, drinks, food, multiple tvs to watch the game, and a bench outside if you want to smoke. It’s in a nice neighborhood so you don’t worry about the lack of security personal there. When I was there it was pretty chill. Nice little place to hang out with your buds and relax a bit. The bathrooms were well kept but it could be better.

Sam is awesome! What a bartender! She knows how to run a full bar without missing a beat.

Love it here! The bartender mark is great, he’s so friendly and always in a happy mood. I do wish they would get some sort of security there tho. People can act like fools when normally they would be kicked out of anywhere else.

Love Dempsey’s! So chill, great drinks, good food, decent prices. The bar tenders are super sweet. Jen and Sam are awesome! Love coming to trivia on Wednesday nights. Always super fun.

Love um and thats it.

Very rude! They told me the bar manager was here who is even ruder than everyone else. Cheap drinks but even cheaper service.

Living near the place I was interested to give it a try. It was a nice experience with friendly bartenders, reasonably priced drinks and good food.
I have been back many times and never had a bad experience. It is pretty consistent and the drinks are cold. The bartenders are friendly and are quick to serve. Its location is kinda funny but that just adds to the appeal

Hard to get a drink when the ONLY waitress is outside smoking!!! Two words, Bar Rescue!!!

What can you say it’s a dive bar, it is what it is, the service is always great the bartenders and super attentive and always super nice, But The place is full of out of control drunks and it gets worse every time we are there. It gets to the point when some one is throwing up everywhere and trying to fight everyone it’s time to kick them out! I love that we can pick the music in the
jukebox, and that it is a locals spot, but they just need to get a better grasp on the idiots.

If you’re not a local don’t come here. Just saying…
I came here about a friend of a friend’s
. Now, remember that movie from the 90’s «From Dusk Till Dawn» where everyone in the bar was a vampire and new customers were treated like the next meal? That’s exactly how it felt to me.
From the minute we walked in I felt like a target. I walked to the bar and couldn’t get this drunk dude out of my face. He was overly intrusive, falling over, and practically spitting on my face. I couldn’t make it known to security that this guy needed boundaries cause there was no security near by.
I went to the bar and got a drink that was soft served, but when I asked a local to order the same drink for me I realized they take care of their own. The same drink for the same price served in a glass 3x the size of the one I got with 4x the fuel. Yet I feel no desire to become a regular in order to get the royal treatment here. It’s just not my type of party.

I’ve been coming here for a while since it was close, and I now work here part time so I am bias. The food is good, it is typical vairety of bar food but you can’t go wrong. The carnitas is my favorite!!! People are always friendly, cocktails are delicous, nice selection on tap, and of course the service is amazing ;)

This will be a tale of two bars.
Dempsey’s, is the physically closest bar to where I live. I live in a nice area, so you would expect this to be a relatively nice bar, but its not. Thats cool though, because your local dive is supposed to be just that, your local dive. Again, you’d be in wrong on this assumption too about Dempsey’s.
You have entered Mos Eisley Cantina.
Compared to other similarly themed bars, the décor seem shoddy, either put together with lesser quality, lesser lighting, and not in a dive kind of way, but in a somehow temporary way. As if there was a made in china irish pub décor warehouse they found.
The rest is first person, picking up from leaving blondies (see link).
I walk in with my date, more relaxed than the night started because I’ve had 3 jack and cokes, head on up to the bar and take a seat. The bartender bounces from the seating area, behind the bar and takes our orders. Same as what we’ve been on, I’ll have well whiskey and coke, she’ll have a coors light.
The bartender walks pretty far away to go make the drink, as I’m talking I notice she is making my drink, but pooring a clear liquor into the glass. Hmmm clear wiskey? Maybe? Then wait, oh, now she’s pouring wiskey. Then a splash of coke.
At least its strong right?
On getting the drink, it tasted like rumplemintz and wiskey. Which was interesting.
Two sips into that drink, «Crash!» Cue shouting behind me, and the entire bar emptying out into the parking lot. Of course I get up to watch the spectacle unfold, as a group of young middle class guys, beat up another young middle class guy. The bartender has vanished. Oh, she’s outside. Cheering them on. How cute.
Fight breaks up, and all the guys, obviously fearing no backlash of their actions, go back inside the bar for more drinks. Meh. I drink my drink, and head outside about 20mins later for a cig with my date.
Laughing, cracking jokes, the general kind of giggling that one does when reminiscing over spirits, I hear a car start, then turn off, door open, and said very angry young middle class man approaching me, he is cut up all over his face, they had really laid into him, and he’s still here.
«You laughing at me» he yells, challenging wanting to obviously engage me in a fight (I am pretty skinny now). I’m also extremely zen. I’m the last person to be engaged in a fight, and honestly am NEVER approached like this in random fights. But, here I am, a block from my house, on a casual date on a wednesday, in the Mos Eisley Cantina.
I reach my hand out calmly, «Hey Man, I don’t know you. Just calm down, its going to be ok.»
Then he flexes his arms forward, half body builder, half primate, and grunts. A very guttural, animal grunt.
I continue, «I wasn’t laughing at you, we are out here having a nice time.» He starts to calm a little, and his ‘friends’ come from inside the bar (apparently their night wasn’t over, and they had no problem with his assailants), a girl calms him down, yells at him to take off. He’s drunk. Really drunk.
He gets into his work truck, back up alarm beeping as he moves through the parking lot, and speeds off. I guess friends tell friends to drive their employers vehicles while drunk, and after sustaining head injuries. Seems safe to me.
With a refreshing burst of adrenaline now waking me up, I head inside. Order another round. A rum and coke and a coors light arrive. I ordered whiskey and coke, at this point, I really don’t care enough, and neither does the bartender.
One more round, and its time to go home before midnight.
Tab was $ 40 even (an incredible round number) for 3 pints coors, 3 random well drinks. (Should have been 3 whiskey and cokes)
I’ve only been here a few times before, but sadly its going to be my last. The drinks are twice the price they should be. The décor and lighting is terrible. The staff, while terrible at serving their primary function of making and serving drinks, also completely fails at maintaining ABC code, or the safety and integrity of the establishment. Though, it seems that all parties, patrons and staff are part of the same social group, so more than likely these goings on are more personal than any of what transpires inside to do with business.
You should really go on invite only by one of the regulars.
Otherwise wayward hitch hikers take obi wan’s advice and use caution when looking for your next han solo.
Heres how great the night started:

The secret of this place if you hang out there long enough is that there is a special group of friends that are more like family. It’s a place where a girl could feel safe when she goes in alone. It’s a place where you will find it’s patrons joining together and participating in good causes. A place you can go and be accepted for who you are. I know this is cliché’, but I love this bar!
And to the other reveiwer: «Alot of girls hang out here, but not the kind you were hoping for»
We’re not interested anyways… we’re either married, you’re not their type (nothing against you ;)) or they’re too smart to play there. ;)