Traveller, bon viveur, wine lover and computer professional
Traveller, bon viveur, wine lover and computer professional
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Hooters offer two categories of breast. Ones you can handle and nibble, and others that you can only look at. Get them around the wrong way and you could be in serious trouble. Because although Hooters sell on sex, they don't deliver.
We were in the US on vacation with the eldest son just about to have his eighteenth birthday. When asked what he wanted to do on his birthday he replied "Go to Hooters", and so it was to be. A college chum had told him this was the place to go. They're an American chain of fun restaurants now spreading outside the US. Most days we drove past the building with a giant sign showing the Hooters logo of owl eyes forming the double 'O', and a humourous saying underneath.
One day as we passed it I asked my partner if she knew why the restaurant was called 'Hooters'.
She didn't. But when I explained that hooters is American slang for female breasts, and female breasts featured large in Hooters she refused to believe me and accused me of looking for sex in everything. So I kept off the subject.
The big day arrived. We parked outside and walked in. Son's eyes bulged and partners mouth dropped. All the wait staff were buxom young females wearing skin tight orange satin hotpants and scalloped t-shirts. There was enough ample cleavage on display to park all the tour de France team bikes.
Most - but not all - the diners were young and male. Many sat on stools against counters, but we wimped out and were seated at a table. The menus were presented. Every interaction with us was carried out with the waitress bending from her waist to ensure we got a good view of those swelling hills restrained only by a tight bra.
The food was mostly fried chicken and hamburgers, the sort of stuff you can eat with your fingers. My partner intented to celebrate with a good bottle of wine, but a request for a wine menu was dashed by the news they only had red or white 25 cl individual serving bottles.
The newly eighteen year old was going to celebrate with a beer. His hopes were dashed with the news that the legal drinking age in the state is twenty-one. All the same, looking around the restaurant, he liked what he saw. In fact, I thought he might wear out his eyes.
I turned to my partner and asked her, with a pleasant smile on her face, what she now thought of Hooters. I was rewarded with a kick under the table.
The 'signature dish' is chicken wings in a choice of hot marinades, not bad. They also have seafood and salads.
I escaped on the pretext of going to the toilet, and told our waitress it was my son's birthday and asked could she arrange a little surprise for him. A little while later he was surrounded by grinning girls singing happy birthday and his grin reached his ears. We bought him a t-shirt on the way out and he agreed it had been really good, the best restaurant he's ever been in. My hopes of depositing some dollar bills in the traditional place were dashed as she intercepted the money.
Hooter's is a great place for a bunch of lads to meet, have a few beers and a snack. The girls (tall blond American cheerleader types with acres of teeth and mountains of hair all prospective actresses - well, it is LA) are good looking, but not as sexy as they sound. They wear industrial quality opaque support tights under those hot pants, and thick fifties style bras under the t-shirts. There is absolutely no question of any hanky panky and you'd better not even think of touching any part of them.
The only breast you're going to handle at Hooters is the fried ones they bring on a plate.
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(Inconsequential note number 1:- My partner wanted to know how they managed to employ only female waitresses, surely it's a breach of equal employment laws. You can read how they fought and won their case on their website, - www.hootersofamerica.com, where you'll also find a copy of their menu and many pictures of the fine upstanding perky girls who might just be serving you next time you eat in Hooters )
(Inconsequential note number 2:- a couple of years ago a Hooters opened in Amsterdam by the central station in Damrak, but this was nothing as tame as the US ones; even from the street you could see the girls take off their t-shirts and brush diners faces with their bare breasts. Whether is was owned by the US chain or just took the name I don't know, suffice it to say that the name has now changed to 'Teasers' and Tom Knowles wrote a review that you'll find in the Amsterdam bars section - near my review of Bananenbar which *really* does offer sex and serves free beer!!)
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This opinion is not only very helpful but very entertaining indeed. Nice to hear of such a resto, clean and decent but with a tinge of sex intonation. Nice... Alex
tom_knowles 17.06.2001 23:08
Thanks for plugging my op (which looking back was one of my poorer first efforts!), although it would have helped my hits more if an 's' was included at the end of my surname! Ta anyhow. Tom. oh...by the way great op :->
castlebinn 16.06.2001 23:25
A true conoisseur of the finer things in life! Incidentally there's a Hooters in Nottingham.
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