Emma G.
Yelp
This was unfortunately a low point and a rare mistake on an otherwise fun Arizona vacation. My chum and I stopped over here on the way to Williams (basically a mini side trip up from Phoenix that went through Prescott - not recommended. Nothing over there and it's not worth it). I have a weakness for eccentric/weirdly named establishments, so I had my eye on this place for probably the wrong reasons, admittedly.
I don't think there's a nice way to say this, but Seligman is pretty much a dump. I encountered quite a few Arizona locals in subsequent travels within the state, and ALL of them mentioned meth when describing it. This is not a place you intentionally go to visit; it's a place you stop at for a bathroom break or something on the way to or from Vegas or Los Angeles. We walked around for about 20 minutes after the meal, and it was stunning how rundown the residential houses on this touristy stretch of Route 66 are; literally 80% of them look condemned. Pretty bleak stuff.
The interior décor of Roadkill is pretty much as advertised - it's A LOT of taxidermy. I didn't get the impression that the stuffed deer covering the walls had been killed on the road/in the line of duty, but that might be a pretty big ask. I thought it was a little weird how the staff went out of their way to brag that the owner of the establishment had killed all of the animals on the wall themselves (and there's an odd display by the bathroom with pictures of him beaming proudly next to corpses) but your mileage definitely might vary on that.
It feels weird to say this, but both of us were disappointed that this place didn't actually have something at least mildly exotic on the menu, given its name. I was expecting a weird type of animal meat to sup on, but it's just normal food with roadkill-esque menu names. If I were them, I'd try to get rattlesnake or gator or something like that - you can literally get a hamburger anywhere. I opted for the buffalo burger, which was the edgiest entrée I could find. It was okay, though obviously a pre-made, frozen patty and on the greasier side. It came with steak fries, which were a little undercooked for me at least.
On the positive side, we both thought everyone was incredibly nice and hospitable. We sat at the bar near the gift shop (pretty legit one for what it's worth, with a lot of variety in terms of the offerings - I bought a shirt for my father that I know he'll be wearing proudly), and the bartender was very pleasant. I was just drinking water, but the service was perfectly fine on all counts. I don't recall having to wait long for anything during our meal, and it was a chill enough vibe where we both separately wandered off the bar stools to look around and possibly pose next to dead moose while we waited for our food.
I didn't know this until after my Arizona adventures, but Route 66 has touristy stuff pretty much all the way through the state. Based on what I saw, I would absolutely bypass this stretch of it and focus on Williams and Flagstaff - much better options as you travel east.