Friends and I went to Hooters after having dinner at Town Crier. It was pouring rain outside, and we wanted to head somewhere close - so we made the impulsive decision to check out Hooters.
I'd never been to one before, but it was pretty much exactly what you'd expect. Scantily clad and generally indifferent waitresses, no drink menu (you have to ask!), and gag-worthy kitsch posted all over the walls. The soccer game was playing in the background, but the hordes of creepy, middle-aged men were otherwise distracted.
A pitcher of Keith's Red, after tax and tip came to a mind-blowing $30. Three glasses of extremely watery, no-longer carbonated beer for thirty bucks. Quite honestly one of the most expensive beers I've had in my life, and also one of the worst.
Avoid this place like the waitresses avoid the creepers hitting on them.