I finally found someone who would go to Hooters with me. Yeah, I said it. We sat down in a low table and scoped out the TVs. Me? There to see the Big 10 championship of course. I asked our nice waitress once. Twice. Couldn't find a manager. Asked again. Got a new waitress, Brie. Asked Brie. She went in search of the elusive remote. Like a rock star, Brie climbed up to the HD monolith and changed it herself. Big kudos to this little lady. And a big tip. Steamed Shrimp wasn't as fresh as I've had before but the loaded tots were DELISH. Some may find it odd that I get shrimp at Hooters, but I alsways. do. My male companion's boneless wings were yummy too. Crispy and juicy. I won't be back to this Hooters but I'll continue to patronage when I can convince someone to go with me.