I must take exception with
herbman's evaluation of food at
Hooter's. He asserts that
No one goes to Hooters for wings yet he berates their buffalo chicken
sandwich. In short, he erred by choosing the sandwich instead of the wings, labeling the chicken sandwich as
skank nasty...a judgement you should probably have reserved for the scantily clad
Hooters girl that served you.
Well, dear friend, I can assure you that any cook's interpretation of the Buffalo Wing genre in the form of a meager sandwich will always fall far short of your expectations. You see, Buffalo Wings get their magic from the fact that the wings and drumsticks (skin-on) are first fried in an oily substrate (usually frymax) and then coated with some approximation of Buffalo Wing sauce. This lends a certain authenticity to the product in terms of texture, heat, slipperiness et al.
Most Buffalo Wing sandwiches are prepared in a completely inferior manner. Usually the skinless chicken breast (sic) is either grilled or (gasp) micro-waved, and then coated in said Buffalo Wing sauce. This is wholly unacceptable in that the chicken breast isn't nearly as greasy as it should be in order to qualify as a Buffalo Wing style product. It lacks the qualities that come with every good Buffalo Wing experience: grease infused hot sauce on your fingers, the pile of chicken bones, the chicken skin that goes so wonderfully crispy when fried.... I could go on and on. It is for the same reasons that oven-baked Buffalo Wings suck, and fried ones are superior.
By sacrificing this wholesome experience with a piece of sauced-up, micro-waved chicken breast between 2 slices of bread, the whole point of going to Hooters is missed entirely. The point being, consumption of 50+ atomic-style wings and beer of your choice and a later violent confrontation with your toilet.