San Francisco's one and only Hooters will be putting away the boobs and fried poultry for good on December 21. From the San Francisco Chronicle: "It's so brightly lit, so slightly sad...If Hooters was a person, Hooters would be a slightly tipsy 55-year old man in flip flops, employed but with a few missing teeth, who recently got a sexual assault charge downgraded to a 'misunderstanding.'" That's not to say those "nearly world famous" boneless wings won't be missed. [SFist, Chron via Eater SF]
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