The Culture of the Hoot


The Culture Of The Hoot....

As the legend goes, it was in Clearwater, Florida that the first owl-bedecked girls elbowed into the limelight in their radiant orange and white ensembles. From there, the succulent fruits of corporate labor gained popularity faster than the ones at neighboring Tropicana. It's even questionable these days as to whose oranges are the Sunshine State's most conspicuous export!

To hear the name "Hooters" evokes an avalanche of opinions ranging from good, wholesome family fun to racy, stereotypical sex objects. But whatever one's own feelings are, it's certainly not all about the girls.... Ok, it is all about the girls.... But there's much more to Hooters' restaurants than most people will allow themselves to get to know. There's the food, the atmosphere and all the flavorful fun of a sports bar, a diner and a tropical vacation tightly twisted into one unforgettable experience.

No two restaurants are exactly alike. And each sizzles with sex appeal and oozes with the regional flavor of each city and town it finds itself situated in. There's a cultural persona and a fierce fan following to the restaurants (in)famously known as being "Delightfully tacky, yet unrefined." So come inside, have a seat and enjoy the experience of a lifetime. Oh, BTW, it's ok if you stare!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

IN REVIEW:
Hooters of Greensboro, North Carolina


Everybody who goes to Hooters does so for their own specific reasons. I won't insult anybody's intelligence or try to downplay their impact but let's face it, the reason most of us (guys) go to Hooters is for the girls.

All fair in that, the Hooters establishments themselves also have a personality that draws us like flies to honey with the mesmerizing mystique that's unique to each one.

The Hooters of Greensboro, North Carolina is, in my opinion, one of the best looking Hooter's I've come across.... And I've come across a lot of Hooters!

The most distinguishing feature (especially while whizzing by on I-40 is the throwback mural on its flank. Its image harkens that of the fabulous 50s and a fun-filled romp on the beach.

Inside the architecture is pretty standard but the staff has always been one of the friendliest that I've seen.

I waited till 4 a.m. on a beautifully mild morning to record these magical nocturnal images of a big kids playground at rest.




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