When I was in high school, my friend who went to another school was in his school's production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (it was possibly the worst play I've ever seen). For some reason, the cast party was at a nearby Hooters. Somehow, we got there before the rest of the cast, ended up there first, which meant that my art-school self and my best gay friend had to claim a table for 30 at Hooters. The whole experience was delightfully surreal.

Chicken wings were good, though.

I went to the Hooters on Lake Union and found the food terrible and the servers skanky. I'd rather order a pizza and jerk off to porn.

Hooters' continued existence is an indictment of us all.

Prior to my bachelor party, the wife and I scouted out a Hooters because I had never been to one and considered taking the stag party to that breasty bastion of wings and wonders.

It was a novelty to me, being from North Idaho where we have no such things. When one was built in Spokane Valley I had to have the experience, at least once.

The wife and I found the food to be, eh - at least edible, but terribly overpriced.

More than anything, I felt like the service was pretty good. Each waitress was very friendly. Of course, they were nearly all gorgeous, too, and even the ones who weren't were still cute. For some it felt forced when they came by (it was obvious this was a requirement) to say hello to us. But for the most part they were quite friendly.

I've never been back to Hooters. We didn't go for the bachelor party (opting, instead for Stateline Showgirls, which - I'd argue - has better customer service, for obvious reasons) and I doubt I'd go to another one unless it was someone else's gathering. It just doesn't interest me at all. I need more than a piece of ass to entice me to bring my money to someone's restaurant.

growing up in florida means skipping class and hitting hooters is a right of passage. or at least we thought it was.

the sad fact is, as hooters proliferates like a chain, the quality of the whole enterprise has dropped. the wings used to be great; now theyre middling at best. the new menu items are abysmal. and as more outlets open up they dip further down into the talent pool for servers.

going to hooters to eat wings is like reading playboy for the articles. anybody whos done either knows theyre both worthwhile pursuits that are hard to defend.

elswinger @2: Not a ringing criticism. I would rather order a pizza and jerk off to porn than eat anywhere. Wouldn't you? It's time for a video.

Celery with ranch, baybadeeebaybuddahbee.