The Breastaurant: Newish Trend
 

You know, like Hooters, Tilten Kilt, Twin Peaks, blah blah blah.

Here are my rolleyes (*)(*)


I am so opening Der Wiener Haus with buff male lifeguards in spandex leiderhosen. "My name is Chaz and I'll be your server. How do you like your weiner?"

Discuss.

Like my coffee...

Linkie no workie w/out cookie. :(
And I am so eating there every day! :evil:

I am horribly offended by the concept of those restaurants. However, I make it a point never to judge anything without firsthand knowledge, so I better start getting some first hand knowledge.

I sorry. Let's go order a double dog.

I haven't been to any of the others than Hooters but I don't have any problem with the place. If someone wants to open a restaurant that is a dick joke, more power to them. And I'd take issue with the article's description of "a male clientele." Yeah, they tilt male (as does any sports bar) but whenever I've been to one (we're not regulars but we don't avoid them) women are well represented as customers and I've always had them in my group.

However, the word "breastaurant" is either inspired or really stupid. I haven't decided yet.

Haven't been there, but add to the list the Heart Attack Grill Diet Center outside Phoenix (the "nurses" in the photos are the waitstaff).

The weird thing about it is that it can also be applied to, say, Kenny Roger's Roasters, and that's just disturbing.

why dont they just open a restaurant called "boobs in your food" and get it over with?

Having now (giving it thought I realize I can remember) eaten at Hooters seven times, I can confidently say there has never been a boob in my food. A waitresses food anyway. Maybe cook boobs.

And, despite reputation I am frequently more impressed by modern brassiere technology to create the appearance of breasts than by the breasts themselves.

If they open a full-nude strip club that serves food, would "natural" performers have to wear hair nets downstairs?

one of the clubs down here gladly serves up burgers they retrieve from the sports bar next door with their 'show'. they dont look or smell halfway bad... (the burger that is) and IVe eaten at the sports bar..but as strange as this might sound coming from me...the thought of eating anything there grosses me out beyond my ability to say

Would that be black or with cream? ;)

I've eaten at full-nude strip clubs (in Minneapolis of all places; it guaranteed I wouldn't run into co-workers while on a business trip; Caesar salad was really good and I read a newspaper; yes, I was that guy). No hair nets were worn (at least in the public areas, I'm guessing the people in the kitchen were allowed to wear clothes. The waitresses were scantily though street legally dressed.

That's a question for the "thread for the ladies", isn't it?

Fixed your typo.

I voice a resounding "YES" to hunky, spandex clad waiters! Please reserve a booth for me, and place my order for a "foot long"!

Seriously, I wonder if a restaurant featuring exclusively hunky waiters could sustain itself.

• Would there be an issue with the straight women and the gay men customers "competing" (my weak term) like Chippendales & Hollywood Men would have us believe?
• Are there enough straight female and/or gay male business people to support such a place during the critical Lunch Hour.
  Obviously, location would play a huge factor.
• Would there be enough male waiters willing to be ogled by the patrons, regardless of the patrons' gender?
• Would female applicants try to sue the owners over employment discrimination?

Has Hooters ever been sued for not hiring male wait-staff?

I believe they have. dont recall the outcome

but watch out for the "hand cut" Cheesy Fries.... :eek:

Yes, several times. Here's one from just a week ago.

They get around it by essentially claiming it is a gendered position. Kind of like Disneyland can hire only women to play Cinderella. Essentially the "theming" requires that the servers be women.

The EEOC filed suit against them back in the mid-90s and appaerntly didn't come out on top. I don't believe any later privately filed suits have had any success.

Soooo... Someone could open a restaurant with only hunky male waiters using the same arguments?!?! :D

Are there any natural performers left?

Well, there is "Dick's Last Resort" which is sort of Penis themed

If the tips are good, why not?

One of the reasons I considered becoming a Mohel

Kevy - WTF - sounds like some place you go for a quicky operation where you come out with less than you went in with...but at least the glasses would be in little sanity wrappers.

^^ Stoat got it *kinda* close in the first sentence. ;)

I'm not sure if that was asked in jest, but here's my response in case it was serious.

Many, if not most, straight men would rather die than be thought of as gay. And in their minds, "allowing" a guy to hit on them, be ogled by, or in any way be the object of another man's attentions automatically means they are gay themselves.

Is this ridiculous? Of course! But it's a reality that us gay guys have to deal with quite regularly.

You have educated me, SzczerbiakManiac. Old broads like me forget stuff like this. We get used to the comfy life and we forget.

Thanks for splainin'. It's appreciated.

Would you patronize a restaurant, such as Hooters, with a buxom, all female waitstaff?

I'm not trying to determine your position on the Kinsey Scale, I'm just curious if you eschew restaurants with food servers whose primary purpose is to be physically attractive.

Not speaking for ABG, but I know I wouldn't give a rip about either. Hooters has never held any kind of attraction for me; not would Wally's Weiners

I'm of the (completely subjective and totally minority) opinion that this whole concept is dumb at best and creepy at worst.

I'd go to a strip club for someone else's benefit (bachelorette party etc, though I've never been asked), but I'd never go to one of my own accord, male or female. Even so, I'd vastly prefer an actual strip club to a supposed restaurant that's really about ogling people.

Blech and Ew.

She would.

My anecdotal experience says that women (straight or bi) are far less interested in nude/scantily clad males than either a) straight men are interested in nude/scantily clad females or b) gay men are interested in nude/scantily clad males.

Based on my unscientific observation above, I would not be surprised if, at least in California, the clientele for a Weiners Restaurant, ended up being mostly gay male. Or if not mostly, certainly a higher ratio of gay male:straight female than a Hooters' ratio of straight male:gay female.

While it's ridiculous for a straight man to feel threatened by the thought of being found attractive, and even ogled, by a gay male, I don't necessarily find it as ridiculous to not want to be surrounded day in and day out by it. Not that I particularly understand wanting to be surrounded by straight women ogling then day in and day out...oh wait, yes I do.

I think it appeals to people's desire to be able to oogle women (in the case of Hooters) without the guilt of going to a "strip club": "hey; it's just a restaurant..."

As I read this thread, it reminds me of how diametrically opposite the community of LoT is from Middle America.

Granted, but what I really meant was would she patronize it regularly. Mea culpa for not being clearer.I agree with you 100% on both points.
I was thinking the same thing, and vive la difference!

See, it's the pretense that bugs me. The idea that someone would feel guilty for visiting a strip club but not feel guilty for pretending they showed up for the buffalo wings just baffles me.

Besides, if I did want to see big tits, I'd be pissed off that the tits brought me food and then left. Does anyone get drunk at a Hooters and suddenly start screaming "COME BACK AND SHOW ME YOUR FUKING BOOBS! WHAT ELSE ARE YOU GETTING PAID FOR? WHY THE FUK ELSE DID I COME HERE?!" Because that would be me.

It depends on the atmosphere, and how ostentatious the wait staff. Hooters has girls with big boobs, but they're pretty low-key about anything other than just serving food.

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.

People feel guilty about going to strip clubs? Huh.

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.

I'm not sure it is intentional pretense or just different levels of acceptability. Everyone has their limit as to where the line gets drawn.

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.

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.

A neighboring town has a new breastaurant. My kids have been telling me that this and that person they went to school with works there.

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...

So that's the line the Bunny gave him when he made a pass, eh?

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.

Wingnuts has better food than Hooters and is almost as close to work. Othersiwe I'd go to Hooters more often.

I have a Tilted Kilt.... but what's all this about a restaurant ?!?


...and I always thought the Hooters logo looked like a white Apron with big round dirty-pillows at the top.

Those ARE dirty pillows.

And did someone mention a cockstaraunt? Hot dog and meatball specials? ....

wait, that's the life story of a few of us here.

loves me some dirty pillows........

but

not while Im eating

Awwww come on... a little chocolatesauce?

I keep conjuring up images of the hot-dog platter scene at the Chippendales-like club in Bachelor Party.

Jay: Gentlemen... start your boners.
Rudy: [toasting] To girls with big tits!

Haha is that the one with Nick the Dick (who serves a hot dog in a bun at waist level)?

Yep. He was kind of cute for the time.