Picture A Hooters Restaurant in a lumberjack's cabin.
That's Twin Peaks.
Denim booty shorts, cut off red flannel tops, and Uggs galore!
Our waitress was very sweet. I'm sure she was just excited to finally have another woman to talk to. The majority of their clientele is obviously of the male variety. While we were there we were probably the only women eating there.
The food was decent.
It's kind of funny because a lot of their food reminded me of food from other restaurants.
Their fried pickles were good and reminded me of Hooters.
Their fries were good and reminded me exactly of Red Robin.
Everything else was pretty non memorable. I had a grilled chicken sandwich and the bun was mushy and soggy.
I'm going to stick with Hooters.
Nothing personal.