It ain't a den of iniquity, but come now, there's no reason at all to go into a Hooter's other than to enjoy glimpes of/flirting with scantily-clad waitresses. You can get better wings at a supermarket, and Sully's Bar and Tap across the street pours a better beer . . . it just doesn't have the eye candy.
I'm no prude at all, as my FR posts suggest. But whenever I see a mom & pop family with kids in tow going into a Hooter's, I say to myself "looks like dad chose the restaurant tonight."
And when they go into "Lettuce Surprise You" do you equally surmise Mom picked the joint?
;-p