Hooters

I'm not impressed with the entire chain, and this one is the lamest. Due to business trips, I've been dragged into a number of Hooters restaurants by coworkers voting against me. A lot of the girls aren't that attractive, but act like you owe them just for wearing tight shorts and a shirt. I like looking at hooters as much as the next guy, but phony flirting and forced conversation are completely unappealing to me, particularly when accompanied by really mediocre overpriced food, blaring music, and redneck atmosphere.

Since my original review I've realized just how fortunate Rockford is to have a Hooters like this one.  It may have spoiled me to the point that I compare all other locations to my experiences here.

We like Hooters for multiple reasons. My entire family loves the food. My wife loves the Buffalo Shrimp, I'm a huge fan of the boneless wings and our son is a huge fan of both. We also really enjoy the lots o' tots, the fried cheese curds and the fried pickles. We usually get the original sauce on varying levels depending on our moods. I'm more of a 911 or 3-mile. The rest of the family eats mostly Hot. They have other sauces, but they just don't compare.  But the food is the same at every location, that's not what sets this store apart from the others.

We've rarely had bad service at this location. In fact it's been so long se we've had bad service that I really don't recall when it was. As a family we can go in and the ladies that work here are always fun, polite and respectful.  I know this is going to sound superficial, but they take a lot of pride in their appearance here. The uniforms are always clean and well maintained. The ladies working never appear to have been living in their clothes for a week straight unlike some other locations.

Good Job Hooters of Rockford for setting the bar.

We brought our exchange students here, and even they couldn't see what the fuss was about.

We got fried pickles, mozz sticks, the buffalo platter, and curly fries with cheese for the table. All of which could have been bought at Sam's Club and reheated in the microwave. At least that's how it tasted. A forgetable burger rounded out the meal.

The staff was cordial, but paid more attention to the tables of dudes there for the sports TV. Too bad, as a former server, I tip well AND I wouldn't stare at their tits.