Never been to Hooters, but when I learned the woman who cuts my hair moonlights there, it confirmed how much I enjoy the “head” she gives.
I LOVE the wings there.
Where else can you order something “hot, and naked” and not get thrown out and/or sued?
Ah, Hooters . . .
Coming home from a business trip with a coworker, we happened to pass a Hooters at lunch time (or close to it) and saw 3 Hooters girls in the parking lot hula-hooping.
We suddenly got hungry.
Hooters is certainly NOT overpriced in general. Their Wings are good. Their beer is not cheap, but it is not outrageous. They usually have Rolling Rock. I like the grilled chicken sandwich.
There are some men who should NOT eat at Hooters. Even women who enjoy being gawked at have their limits I would imagine.
I dunno… everytime I’ve been to Hooters’ the sevice has been good, the food edible, and the scenery nice.
broccoli!
When I was in grad school in Houston a couple of years ago, about 4 of us would go to Hooters every Wednesday night for Wings night.
(Suggestion for another thread: The wings were OK, although it seems that people in the South have no concept of what good wings or good pizza are. Everyone should try the pizza at Rosa’s in Penn Station, NY and the Nuclear buffalo wings at Cluck-U in New Brunswick, NJ at least once in their lives.)
Anyway, back to my original point. I remember that families would come into Hooters and actually have birthday parties for the kids. So, everyone’s pretty much happy. The kids get their birthday cake, the father gets his jiggly waitress, and the mother gets the physical affections of her husband later that night when he’s thinking about the waitress! And no one loses any respect within the community. I mean, if Hooters was considered morally wrong and demeaning to women, would society let adults bring children inside?
What a great place! Almost like a gift from God.
What Omniscient said. I also agree that Hooters has the best wings in these parts (no 3 Dollar Cafe here, Atlantans). The wings are more “meaty” than what I’ve had at other restaurants.
Incidentally, my mother enjoys eating at Hooters. In her opinion they have the best wings around.
Side note: The hottest wing I ever had – and I could only eat one – was at a bar near my house. The wing had on it, among other ingredients, habenero pepper. I had a coughing fit that lasted a few minutes after eating it. Then I did something really stupid. I went to relieve myself and didn’t wash my hands first. I spent the rest of the night trying not to scream.
Down in Clearwater, FL, they have a place that wishes it was Hooters. It’s called, no kidding, Mugs N’ Jugs.
It’s a wretched hive of scum and villany. All the unattractive incompetant waitresses that Hooters rejects end up working here. The food blows and the clientele are… uh… mostly dirtbags.
But it doesn’t stop there, oh no! They’ve also managed to supplement the wonderful dining experience by having a huge karaoke stage upon which the dirtbags climb and screech crappy tunes of the seventies and eighties.
I would almost recommend checking it out if you are in the area, just for the kitschy campy awfulness of the whole scene. Almost.
The Hooters on my side of town is reasonably priced, the waistaff has never been anything but friendly and helpful, and they have very decent crab legs for very decent prices. My hub and the kid and I went when there was just the One Kid, rather than the Three Kids, and we had one of the best waitresses I’ve ever seen. I considered her to be all the better because she spent as much time and energy making sure we were getting everything promptly and having a good time as she did the rednecks with their pitchers…and since you KNOW they get killer tips from rednecks ordering pitchers, it meant something to me that she was still completely attentive to us.
If you don’t want to be served by women in skimpy clothes, then by all means, don’t go. If I had the temperament to be a waitress and the bod to work at Hooters, you can bet I’d be there…they make mad tips.
ReservoirDog, have you tried Dog Water’s?
Mrs Beagledave asked me to post this…
Regarding Lizards 1 through 5 reasons why he was annoyed. Hooters isn’t for everyone. Everything you said is correct. The waitress flaunt their chest, lean into the table, and flirt with the guys. However, I think it’s how you look at it. I’m a women and the first time I went to Hooters I was expecting to NOT like it. My husband and I were going there as kind of a joke. We had an on going mantra about hooter’s owls vs boobs. So one day a gave in and said lets go. It was really just to end the mantra. Once I got there I realized they were just making fun of themselves and the men who oggle. Remember there motto is “Delightfully tacky, yet unrefined”. I don’t know why, but I got the biggest kick out of that. If you look at the signs hanging around the place, they’re making fun too (“Danger: High peroxide area” or something like that).
The waitress was a young girl and she didn’t have a clue how to act since it was a couple. I could see the indecision, to sit down and flirt on her face. I thought it was funny. We’ve been there many times since then, the food is good and the prices are reasonable, but the service does vary.
Most of the time their clothing is revealing but not too slutty. However, there are always exceptions. It’s sad to say though, that I am usually the one who notices if the waitress is falling out of her shirt, not Beagledave. I tease him about it constantly.
Side Note: For anyone who doesn’t want all that cholesterol the ‘cold chicken pasta salad’ is great.
Mrs. Beagledave
Well, the bulk of the complaints are about bad food and bad service. For every one of those bitches, there are just as many praises.
As with any franchise the quality of your dining experience is going to weigh heavily on the individual personel at that location. IMHO, the quality and friendliness of the service is going to depend on the day, the waitress, the manager who is responsible for training them and the individual owner of the franchise’s standards. I think the quality of food is also going to vary based on the owner/managers varying cooking instruction and the cooks’ consistancy. So, one can’t argue that Hooter’s sucks because of these reasons, one can say that their Hooters sucks. So unless the group of us all sample the same locations, arguing these subjective topics is pointless.
The real question is a matter of style and reputation. OK, so the skimpy waitress’ aren’t your thing, thats fine. Are you the type of person who condemns the folk who do enjoy it? Do you think your better than they are? If you do then the problem isn’t with the restaraunt.
Also, are you letting your prejudice overwhelm any sense of open-mindedness you may have had going in? Could you be so certain that a place making its name with T&A can’t serve food which people could honestly and uncompromisingly like that you have decided its bad before you even sit down? Could you be deciding that no waitress with great set of tits and a hot ass could actually be a decent waitress? I think this happens quite a bit with many people, and I would challenge you nay-sayers to try giving it a shot with a more open mind.
That said, if you honestly feel that you weren’t baised going in, then we can all happily rest knowing our tastes differ.
I have no problem with Hooters, though being a hetero woman I have no particular desire to go there. However, like RonA, I want equal opportunity. A while back I was in a bar that had scantily clad women hawking beer to horny men. On the way out, I told the manager they should hire a couple of cute well-muscled guys to hawk margaritas to horny women. He did not take my suggestion.
Mrs beagledave informs me that she has heard of a place that you might like called “Just Nuts”…
I remain unenthused about such an establishment…
ReservoirDog said:
Res, that is just a beautifully written line! It kind of drops off the tongue like a bon mot or something. Mind if I use it as a sig? 
You should be one of those pulp fiction writers; it seems like one of the lines that would come from one of those books.
“She walked into the bar, tawdry with her cheap perfume and skirt slit to there. The joint was a wretched hive of scum and villany, but it was the only place she had left.”
BunnyGirl, “wretched hive of scum and villiany” is from Star Wars.
Heh. In Springfield, IL, we’ll soon have both a Hooter’s and a place called “Show-Mes” which is the male equivalent.
My MOM, of all people (!) loves Hooter’s. Gah. She’s almost 50 fwiw.
–tygre
While I’ve never had the “pleasure”, my husband (at the time, my boyfriend) has been there. His review: “I was disappointed. The food was ok, but I was expecting more from it. They had such small portions!”
Meanwhile, a good friend of ours had a son who always wanted to eat at “that owl place”. Don’t know if they ever took him.
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tygre, YOU live in Springfield too?!? :eek: I’ll be damned! :eek: David B, Flypsyde and I are glad to have your company. I live near North Grand & Dirksen Parkway, so I’ll be just a short hop away from the new Hooter’s. Maybe I’ll see you there…
My reaction? Neutral. The food is okay for the price. No great shakes, but they’re unpretentious anyway. The service was slow, but most folks didn’t seem to mind because of the camaraderie. No problem.
The first time the waitress was friendly and efficient; I mean friendly to both men and women in the group. The second time the waitress practically fawned on the guys and totally ignored the women in the party. It got to the point that, after a lot of joking, the guys would make requests for the women.
FWIW, the guys were a little tickled at first, then they got ticked when they had to convey requests for the women in the party. It became an obvious nuisance. (She didn’t get much tip, either.)
Not saying the second experience was typical, just reporting.
Veb
Actually, I do go there for the wings. Most of the women working at the Hooter’s 2nd closest to me (I haven’t been to the closest one yet as it opened fairly recently) aren’t really that amazing to look at. I’m not putting them down, but if I’m going to go somewhere to stare at scantily clad women, it just wouldn’t be them. But I digress. The wings are good, the beer is priced fairly enough that I’ll have a couple and it’s just a casual joint to chat with a friend in.
Oddly enough, my friend’s mother and father love going to Hooters. They’re both in the their 50’s and avid church-goers. He works for the government (something in Defense) and she’s a notary public for some company. Just not your stereotypical Hooter’s goin’ folks.