Mixed emotions...

With the end of another softball season comes my annual trek to Hooters of Beaverton (Oregon) and this year I'm typing with mixed emotions. I've become so spoiled with tremendous wings at Fire On the Mountain that I don't have to go to Hoots very often, but that being said, I always do enjoy checking in and seeing how they are doing.

I'll cut to the chase of why I have mixed emotions. You see, the wings last night were really really good, probably the best batch of Hoots wings that I have had in two years. And I think I've learned the trick in ordering, you need to ask for them breaded (or naked), hot, extra wet. The "extra wet" is critical or you are sure to be dissapointed with dried wings that taste more like KFC.

The flip side of my experience was how ridiculously expensive Hooters has gotten. I'm not sure about the other locations across the US, but in Oregon the going rate for 50 wings is, get this, $29. $29 stinkin' dollars! You've got to be kidding me. I'm no math genious, but even I can figure out that that is a rip off. $.58 a wing when ordering in quanities of 50 is just absurd. I can remember back to my high school days when 50 wings cost around $10 and then in college they pushed up near $15-20, but $29, give me a break! And to make matters even worse, the frosty cold pitchers of Bud Light that we used to wash down the wings cost were $12. Ouch!

To wrap things up. All-in-all it was a pleasant experience, good wings, good brews, good times, but man, the folks at Hoots must be rollin' in cash. I guess I'll just have to wait till next year to go back... Fire On the Mountain, here I come.