I Love Getting Mail

I got this email and it made me so happy I decided to post it here rather than responding in the normal way. Believe it or not I don't really get many emails and most of the ones that I do deal predominately with getting hired at Hooters.  It's nice to just feel appreciated sometimes.

Hi Sauce,

I just wanted to drop you a line and say I really like reading your blog, even though I'm all the way over here in Australia!

My boyfriend and I have just moved to Queensland (a northern state of Australia), where the only Australian Hooters is located, and I'm very excited to go along and visit, thanks to your blog.

He went with his mates last weekend, and I was disappointed I missed out, but he said the music and dancing was really fun and that the staff there were Canadian and American. And he liked his burger too!

So yeah, basically, keep up the awesome writing, you've achieved your goal of changing one person's impression (and assumptions) of Hooters and I love reading your new entries every day at lunch.

Kind regards,
A


Well kind regard to you as well my new Australian friend!  Emails like yours are why I started this blog in the first place.  Guess I'm good for something after all.


SEND SAUCE A NOTE OF UNDYING LOVE (or hate...or general disregard...or whatever).

Reader Stories: Wingersizing

I present you with the first of hopefully many reader submitted stories.  And this one come all the way from freaking Australia.  Australia, people!  So all you folks in California and Florida and Texas and other places with lots of Hooters better lock it up because you just got owned.  Now submit people!

Some friends and I took a trip to the States last year (from Australia) and of course Hooters was up there on our to-do list.  We went to one close by, in Santa Monica I believe and were seated by the window. While we were waiting for our food, I happened to glance outside and noticed a rather large man performing some very odd stretches.  He would squat, then lift one leg, then squat again and transfer to the other leg.  He did this repeatedly for a good 10 minutes then sat down again like nothing was weird about that at all.

I noticed the girl serving him was heading out with a plate of wings, and stopped her to ask what the hell was up with him. She said he was a regular, and that he always came along for all you can eat wings (or something like that) and in between plates he did his stretches, apparently it helped him make more room so he could eat more wings and get his money's worth. She thought he was hilarious, as did we.


Peet (read more of Peet's awesomeness on her blog, www.peetcancook.com)

Dear Lord, I effing love this.  What I love most though is that my new best friend Australian friend, Pete, had the foresight to take a photo of this amazing moment, which I submit to burn your eyes and possibly blind you now.  I apologize for any Lasik treatments you may require after viewing the photo below.

Yes, that is the culprit stretching his way to overeating, wingalicious happiness.  Someone should find him and tell him to make a workout video; he'd probably make millions.  Stretching/wing eating supersets?  Yup, this man is clearly a genius.


Submit your Hooters stories to girlandguitar@live.com and be featured on Girl and Guitar!

I Want Your Hooters Stories!

Yes, you!  Right there in front of the computer screen with the hair and the face and the eyes!  I want your Hooters stories.  Have something hilarious?  Have something wonderful?  Have a story about the time you had the best Hooters experience in the history of experiencing things?  I want to know about it and share it with the world!

If you have a Hooters story that you'd like to share, please submit it to:

girlandguitar@live.com

Do it!  Do it now!

P.S.  Pictures get extra credit!!  Go, overachievers, go!