I wouldn't object to going and I wouldn't expect a first class menu but I wouldn't seek them out either. To my mind it is nearly the same as when I see someone who puts on his bestest Hawaiian flowerdy shirt and announces that he's a goin' to "Vegas" to bet the rent money. It's as close to being a "playa" as they'll ever get and if it makes them happy, more power to them.
It’s actually a fairly tame place — brightly lit, sports bar setting, no hanky panky, etc. Guys go there to feel “naughty,” but not too naughty. Interesting fact, in NYC, for awhile the Hooters was patronized almost exclusively by gay guys and tourists from the Midwest.