I've never wanted to go to Hooters. I offer no jugement of those who do. It just didn't appeal to me. This week, however, my friend Jade is visiting from Australia. She was looking for some "American" things to do and blog about while she is here. Since the poor thing is stuck in Oklahoma for most of her trip, I thought the least I could do was oblige her with a trip to Hooters. Hooters is seen in various movies and referenced on television, apparently. It is a very "American" thing so off we went. Jade, Angela and I went for lunch on Monday. Upon entering I observed that there was only one other woman customer in the place and she was with several men. No one seemed to pay us any particular attention, however, so I didn't feel too awkward. The women (some older than I had pictured) wore the infamous tight orange shorts and tight t-shirts. As I caught my self looking I felt guilty. I then wondered aloud, "is it rude to stare here or rude to NOT stare?" We werent' sure. We perused the limited menu and decided to order some hot wings, which they are apparently known for. The waitress, Michelle, thoroughly explained the different types of wing sauces and even put in a special order for us to try a few of the hotter ones that we were afraid to order. Jade asked me if I thought Michelle would pose with her for a picture. I asked Michelle if she would do this favor for us and Jade quickly assured her "it's not weird or anything." That made Michelle laugh and caused her to bring over several more waitresses to pose with my Aussie friend. Michelle also gave us a thorough lesson in deboning chicken wings and thighs. I haven't really eaten many hot wings before so this lesson was quite helpful. We observed that the waitresses sat and visited with the customers more frequently than you would see in other restaurants. One odd thing I noticed was the bathroom doors. The women's bathroom door sign read "All Women." The men's room read "Most Men." We weren't sure what that meant and were afraid to ask. Overall the visit was uneventful and pleasant. I am not a huge wing fan so I'm not sure if they were average wings or above average but they were ok. I think my favorite part was the back of the waitresses shirt. They read "Delightfully tacky yet unrefined." I thought that summed it up well.
-Nisi, First time Hooters customer
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i thought the wings were good, the service was great, my glass was always full, and its the only place where i have had a waitress show up at the table with a plate full of gloves and proceed to put them on........ THAT was MY favorite part! If only should would have left me a pair......
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