Strategically manoeuvring into the night lights of waiting lines, the service at Hooters proves slightly different to that of the first visit. Polar opposites for the table, end result looking to keep the civility in what can only look like the servicing of a tip.
Under six people and that's not a given. So the work is on to prove more than that's worth. Waiting an hour for the mains to come on the same pass as the hooterisers, not hot at all. And gnawing through ribs is as messy as eating with fingers will ever be. That's the expectation, as is the wailing of the people on chairs making their own entertainment.
Cosplayers from Supanova traipse for a quick eyeful through the place. Two Tomb Raiders throwing a stylistic challenge toward the skimpy outfit workers of the restaurant.
Carrots and celery, the joke is on. Then again, the stomach feels a bloat and they all call it quits on the other side. Half a shot on the burgers, it's not right to call that a meal for one when it's too much for two.
Soon Van - Saturday, 28 October 2006 - 09:03
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