A new Hooters opened in Zurich recently. Now I don't normally endorse or encourage my hubby to frequent such establishments (even though Hooters is a bit tame and lame with ugly girls), but Ryan has been dying for some hot wings - a little taste of home I guess, and where else would we get them here? Then a craving for some fried mozarella came over me the other night, and turned to Ryan to tell him about it. We immediately both said "Hooters!" and so the deal was done. We met at Hooters for lunch today and boy was it tastey! 20 wings, 5 celery sticks, 5 mozarella sticks and a half order of fries set us back about 45 US dollars, but oh well we left fully satisfied and wanting more. Who would have thought I would be excited to return to Hooters!
