I had long resisted the temptation to visit hooters. The only one back in Sydney, being located in the western suburbs, Paramatta to be precise, was not particularly alluring, nor did i think it would do justice to the franchise.
So when we stumbled across one on of these 'tacky yet refined' establishments on Hollywood Boulevard, we had to visit.
There were not many patrons, and those there represented a cross section of society, from young ladies, to old grumpy men. Presumably everyone wanted to see the waitresses in short, orange, lycra pants. And hey, so did i. Here is a sneakily taken picture, for everyones benefit.

We ordered some Cajun styled chicken wings, and beer, for a healthy & tasty late night snack. The wings arrived and looked great! I ripped into them, and discovered the tasted almost as good as they looked. However, this was for my preference for salty snacks seemed to cloud my judgement as Alisha was not so impressed.
The chicken seemed like it originated from a clean bird, and was moistly enjoyable.
We discovered the wings were served with carrot, celery & blue cheese sauce, a style which was to be reiterated through our USA travels. Why blue cheese and vegetables to be paired with this salty delight you ask? My guess is that it cuts the heat of the wings, making it easier for you to eat more. This technique proved effective as we chowed down the 'chosen wings'.
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