"We decided to stop Hooters after we returned from our honeymoon in Mexico. Man, 12 days in Mexico really give you lifts of hot wings! We must have changed in the perfect time, because the entire bar has begun to clapp and celebrate the moment we went into the door. Our bartender, Beth, was not only on her game, but she looked like the most beautiful angel from heaven! We made friends with other bar gardeners, and I tell you they were a Hoot (Pun intended). A guy even wore a Rey Mysterio Wrestling mask and drank his whiskey with a straw. So elegant, but to the party. We watched WWE at Hooters on Sunday, but they stopped showing the games. It was nice, a little memory of the good ole WWE days. Perfect time, perfect experience, will return soon!!!"