NG2 3AS 0115 9588111 http://www.hooters-uk.com/ The Hooters Saga Several years ago while playing Parcheesi at "The Home for the Visually Offensive," several semi-intellectual Clearwater businessmen had a sudden urge for the smell of rough sawn lumber and/or the taste of Buffalo style chicken wings. Knowing full well that they could not agree on anything as a group, and that they could not get a weekend pass from the "home" to go to Buffalo, they decided to embark upon a major undertaking, that being to open a place in Clearwater where other people of their calibre could gather and quench their thirst for the finer things in life.
Their venture, however, got off to a slow start. After announcing their plans, the "Hooter Six," as they are now called, were promptly arrested for impersonating restaurateurs. There were no indictments, but the stigma lingers on.
There were many obstacles ahead, not the least of which was procuring a suitable location. After months of negotiations and a heated bidding war with "Wells Brothers Disposal," who wanted to use the building for a giant walk-in dumpster, terms were agreed to and 2800 Gulf-To-Bay Boulevard, Clearwater, FL was theirs.
Now the dilemma...what to name the place? Simple - what else brings a gleam to men’s eyes everywhere besides beer and chicken wings and an occasional winning football season. Hence, the name -- Hooters -- it is supposed that they were into owls.
A modern American myth, rarely recited in the U.K., tells of an obnoxious Sherwood that came to perch on Little John's quiver. In a drunken revelry, the winged intruder regaled, or Hooted, his way into the hearts of Robin Hood's charitable marauders as they quaffed beer during a well-deserved Notts holiday. The ancestry of this legendary bird, having spread its wings across the States, has returned, taking the 5:15 deep into the land of the Lion-hearted. In celebration of this romantic tale, we invite you to join our Troupe in the London Road shadows of Nottingham Castle for much rejoicing and merriment. Emulate the exuberance of Friar Tuck, and partake of our festive fare, while our current day Maid Marians keep your head on a swivel.
All this aside, languish the end result, sit back and enjoy your self. If there is anything special you require, please ask -- within reason, of course! You'll soon learn why we say, "Hooters is a wonderful thing". |
