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It would also depend on the food. I'd probably be less likely to go to a place that's showy about having muscle-bound guys, and more likely to go to a place that has hot girls, but it would come down to the food for anything more than a novelty visit. Quote:
Yeah, I don't know that I could pretend I "only" went for the food. But I've been called a perv before, so take that as you will. I don't mind the atmosphere at Hooters; the servers are all around for the looking, and then they bring food, and they don't go far away when they do leave. I don't go to Hooter's often, both because we don't have one here, and because I'm not all that thrilled with the food. Their beer's ok but that's about it. We usually go when we go to Vegas. |
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If anything, I give a little props to Hooters for being blatant about it. I have been to many an establishment (I'm talking mainstream restaurants) where it is obvious that one is hired almost entirely based on looks: young cute females. |
I pretty much do go just for the food. If the waitstaff were swapped with that found at an IHOP I would go just as often.
You're right, I have the option of seeing naked breasteses any time I want to. Seeing tank-topped ones long ago lost sufficient appeal to get me to pay $40 for dinner just to see them. Their food isn't great but I do like the buffalo shrimp and sometimes I'm just in the mood for bar food or going somewhere I can be sure some game will be on in the background. And as Kevy says it is common anyway. We have friends in Santa Rosa that host a couple overnight parties a year. The standard morning after breakfast place is fondly referred to as "boobie breakfast" (by both the men and women in our group who go) because of the staff (they aren't dressed skimpilly though); but if the food were worse we wouldn't go. |
I've eaten at Hooters several times. I like the wings.
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In the '70s, my father took the family to dinner a few times at the Playboy Club in Manhattan. I don't remember if the food was good or not. The waitresses wore high and low cut one piece affairs, ears and a tail. I grabbed some fluffy tail, which made everyone laugh.
Some years later, but not many, my dad told me, a propos of what I don't recall, that the genius of the Playboy Club was that the waitresses were trained only to flirt with the gentlemen customers but never to take them up on their offers so that the men would not have the pressure of performing. Good talk, dad. |
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Then I saw a photo of the waitstaff in the local paper. I look at those servers in their plaid pushup bras and low-rise mini kilts and I see second-graders from back in the day. Ew. |
I took my wife (new girlfriend at the time) to Hooters once.
It was the new restaurant on the block and it had this cute little Hoot Owl for a logo. I never made the connection as to the other meaning "hooters" can have. Well at least not until we were seated anyways.... :blush: |
Heehee, Helen. It's kind of wrong when they grow up.
Moonliner - yeah, the logo is a bit innocent looking. Perhaps it needs to be a large breasted owl... |
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Bakersfield now has a Tilted Kilt and plans for Hooters. Of course, being Bakersfield, there has already been quite a bit of trouble with patrons at Tilted Kilt.
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