Stopped in with girlfriend just to have a beer and watch a football game. Girls were friendly, as is always the case at a Hooters. Very average Hooters "talent", not impresses by the shape girls in Nashville keep themselves in.
Very glad we didn't eat here though, as I observed a cockroach crawling across the bar. The bartender quickly cooped it with a paper towel, but when I asked her if it was a cockroach she said, "no", but was obviously lying and was embarrassed. If one is crawling on the bar during business hours, I can't imagine what is going on when the lights are out in the kitchen.