This review is for pickup. Â On the plus side, you can order take out online. Â Makes it easy when you have multiple people trying to decide, you can order/modify the order/pay for the order etc. Â The people were pretty nice when I came in (we do this somewhat frequently) as they were dead slow. Â A couple of the waitresses said hi, a manager looking person said hi. Â The bartender (you pick up at the bar) was pretty friendly, had a beer while I waited. Â The food has continued to decline. Â Pigeon Wings are on the menu apparently. Â I paid nearly $40 for some wings and tots and these were the smallest wings that purportedly came from a chicken, I've EVER seen. Â The boneless ones were even smaller. Â Tasted okay per se sauce wise but there was nothing to these wings. Â The tots are not cheap and came with 1 tablespoon of sour cream, bacon and chives, and 2/3 a small cup of cheese sauce. Â Ditto the "chili" aka brown water, a small dressing cup of that. Â For nearly $40, plus a tip/beer we will be going out for our wings or picking them up at a nearby Sports Bar/competitor. Â Buffalo Wild Wings is building across the street and if you're not going here to ogle, I know you can do far better for food and value.
Review Source:WORST HOOTERS EVER:  New Corp  CEO says no more previously frozen wings.  WRONG.  Wings were awful.  Black bones, tough, etc.  No one seemed to care.  I knew I would never return so I paid my bill  with a smile.  Waitress and Manager, seemed to not notice that I did not eat my wings.
Review Source:I am so naive - and stupid.
After my last Sanford Hooters review on Yelp, I rec'd a nice unsolicited email from an important Hooters Marketing woman thanking me for my candid observations. This nice woman further promised to immediately address the service issues I delineated in my Yelp review. She promised massive changes for the better.
Nah.
Today was Gators baseball - Super Regionals - win and go to the World Series in Omaha. Call me naive; call me stupid; but I believe professional Corporate-type business-people when they say they're going to do something.
Walk in around 2 on a Sunday afternoon - good crowd - half full - families + NASCAR fans + Gator baseball fans(!) + muscle-car dudes from the classic-car orgy taking up all the convenient parking spaces outside. Sit down at a clean table in front of a tv - and wait - and wait - and wait - and wait ..... Sense a theme here?
During the next 8 minutes 9 (I timed it and I counted) separate waitpersons walked by me without acknowledging my presence. In my line of sight, I see 4-5 of the waitstaff constantly clustered around the front merchandise counter full of Hooters-branded 'stuff' - each one evidently hoping some fool would rush breathlessly up to them and spend copiously on can't-miss Hooters memorabilia. As I sit and ponder the next move - will I be waited on - each one of these knuckleheads needed a refill of their own drink. Â One would walk up to me (am I going to finally be waited on? - nope) and then turn right or left at my table, which was evidently my bad for homesteading next to a main aisle/walkway while they hit the ice bin, and topped-off their own drink, before returning to their cluster of vacuous pinheads in their designated leaning/standing/hanging-out spot. I was clearly in their way - several had to turn slightly as they walked past me - a few brushed my shoulder because of the tight placement of tables around me.
At the 8-minute mark, after apparently watching this ballet of ignorance play out, a separate, very meek, young Hooters-clad waitperson dropped off a menu to me and said: "your waitperson will be with you in a few minutes.", and left.
Ok, now we're finally getting somewhere.
Another 7 minutes - nothing. Now I have been occupying space in Hooters right smack dab in the way of the employee free-refill soft drink machine for 15+ minutes; in plain sight of a multitude of under-educated waitstaff with monumentally-small IQ's; who are ostensibly wearing Hooters apparel because they were hired to actually be waitstaff; yet are evidently so self-absorbed that even these mental midgets cannot grasp how they are to make money: wait on customers - like me.
Nope. Not going to happen. Â Time to go. Not one of the 5 young ladies clustered by the front door so much as acknowledged me as I walk right by them, make eye contact with each, smile, and exit the premises. Â Amazing.
Memo to the nice Hooters Corporate Marketing woman who reads Yelp reviews: whatever you did in Sanford after your email last January ain't working.
Boy - I am so stupid - later, Hooters.
This is the best place to watch a UFC PPV. Â Think about it: $60 to watch an HD PPV at home. Â You still need beer, wings, appetizers, and girls in tight tanktops to make it right. Â That stuff costs extra, homey.
Go to Hooters and there is no cover charge, but there are 854 HD Televisions showing the event. Â Look in the mirror: you don't even have that many eyes!
My girlfriend and I grab some deliciously life-shortening wings, a couple pitchers, and 13 packets of handiwipes. Â We walk away spending about $40. Â What a freaking bargin.
Plus this joint is run by a good manager. Â I don't know the fellers name, but I see him every time I go there working the floor and keeping the place running smooth. Â In all seriousness he runs a tight ship.
The service is pretty good. Â You can get a flake here and there that probably forgets the alphabet from time to time, but for the most part the service is good.
The dude that complained about not being seated...you seat yourself at Hooters. Â If you walk into an establishment known for being tacky acting like King D!ck, then play Captain Obvious and tell a waitress in a restaurant that you are hungry, don't expect the three star treatment in a two star dive.
If you live in the area and want to watch a UFC without suffering the yuppie douchery at Friendly Confines or Tilted Kilt come to Hooters.
We always end up going to Ale house for a late night dinner, and a few drink specials, but the other night we decided to change it up, my girlfriend, her sister, and a friend of mine.
We walked in about 10, no one wanted to seat us, so we sat our self's, a young lady, acknowledged us and proceeded to come to the table, greeted us, and asked us if we were ready to order our drinks in the mean time we looked at the menu and got settled. We told her we were hungry, late, and wanted to order as soon as she was ready, really quickly our drinks arrived to our table, as we were still not ready to order because, we hardly had a min to check our menu, but we told her give us 1 more min.
5 mins passed, 10 mins passed, 15 mins passed, as we saw her speaking to her guy friends, or whatever they do, is speak to their customers, and then starts to wipe a table down. This was horrible, we decided to get up and walk out, and tell her that we were waiting for awhile, as she proceeded to say "I am Sorry I Forgot"..
I give them 2 stars, because Hooters is always going to have the fun atmosphere, and the good looking lady's but will never have the service you deserve.....
**Maybe that is why we end up going to Ale House**