Hooters Osaka

Let us just get right to the fact of the matter and cut to the chase; anybody that knows the wrap on HOOTERS can tell you that the cuisine is only part of the «HOOTERS experience.» Truth be told, and depending who you ask, the cuisine is actually secondary or maybe even tertiary to other enticing and alluring factors of HOOTERS.
I can count the number of times that I have been on one hand. As such while I may not have much HOOTERS experience to draw from, I DO have much experience with pretty women. I also know food and I know entertainment.
This spot specializes in all three (3) of these things.
If you are into cleavage, tight behinds and legs when you are eating… HOOTERS may be the place for you as they certainly have this formula down.
Now given the shape, frame and size of your average «Japanese cute girl» if you are a North American Hooters aficionado you need to understand that the proportions in Japan are not the same as you might find Stateside or in Canada.
However the bubbly, vivacious atmosphere is Japanese to a T.
Hourly songs and mini-​shows to entertain the patrons as well; while I was there it was a Mickey Mouse song and the classic Village People classic…“YMCA.“
Very cheerful atmosphere… Rino, Ririko and Sarah all performed their duties with vigor, pomp and energy that one can only find in Japan.
As for the food I had cheese and chili curly fries and a strawberry and chocolate shake… not bad.
I was there on a Friday night so, as you may imagine, of course 90% of the clientele were Japanese «salarymen.»
The food is heavy and the employees are easy on the eyes.
«HOOTERS» may not be for everyone, however if you are looking for American style cuisine, served by scantily clad Japanese ladies that are easy on the eyes…“HOOTERS” is DEFINITELY your place.

I just stopped by for a little pick me up of spicy hot wings and it was fantastic. This must be the friendliest Hooters I have been to since every waitress there had great «personality» and was nice! Everything is also very transparent so it’s like Disney for Adults so you don’t have to worry about 5,000JPY beers and hanky lanky going on.

Stick w/​pasta and burgers. They are consistent and descent.
Philly cheese sandwich sucked. Beef were almost jerky and sandwich was smaller than expected for 1500 yen.
They offer a choice between chicken and beef. I thought it’s always cheese and beef if «philly» is in the name.
Customer service is good. And needless to say, girls are cute.

I’ll start this by saying people usually don’t go to Hooters for the food, or at least not the food alone. The girls are beautiful, if that’s why you go there. I had the unfortunate predicament of actually being hungry when I went to Hooters with my two friends, longing for foods of our home country.
In the past couple of months I have twice dined at this Hooters. On both occasions I was severely disappointed.
I wish I could blame something more excusable like a lack of taste for the type of food itself or a mistake I made in ordering. It would have saved me the trouble of writing this review, which was supposed to be an email to the company’s Japan branch. But their contact form on the website doesn’t work, so now it’s a Unilocal!review. Buckle up because it’s gonna be a rough f*****g ride.
No, unfortunately the meals were both spoiled by surprising shortcomings and silly mistakes, which seemed to repeat themselves with distressing predictability. It’s like they gave a bunch of (beautiful) high schoolers a kitchen and said «good luck.»
The primary issue we had was mistimed cooking. On both occasions there was a shocking disparity between meals being brought out.
I dined with two other friends both times. We each ordered our own meals. My friend received his meal first, and the waitress assured us the other items were «coming soon.» But we waited for 45 minutes for a second plate.
Forty five minutes!
I cannot think of any Hooters menu item that could possibly take that long to cook, let alone plus the additional 20 minutes it took to make chili cheese fries. Add that to the 30 minutes it took to clarify what items were safe for my friend to eat (see below) and we were waiting 1:45 minutes for our food.
I understand in Japan food is generally brought at different speeds and shared by the group. But we were ordering individual meals. At a western restaurant we order our own food and only share by offering. This should be obvious because of the size of the plate of food, the fact that they all come with their own sides, because my other friend and I both ordered sandwiches and plate dinners, or because it’s a Western restaurant. Mostly it should be obvious based on the promotional pictures Hooters displays all over the restaurant and on the menu, all showing customers with their individual plates of food — eating together. Presumably, the staff are trained to understand that their customers expect to eat together.
This happened TWICE. Two separate occasions! Both times my friend had to choose between waiting for his food to become cold, or eat while watching us starve miserably and wait for our food. Of course, being a nice guy, he offered us some, knowing full well we could not return the favor when our food arrived due to his allergies.
Did I not mention allergies?
Yes, my friend is allergic to eggs. The servers expressed shock and confusion at his allergies, not knowing how to deal with such an unheard of condition. Surprisingly indeed, an international chain did not have an allergy sensitive menu. Clueless about my friend’s allergy, they took ages to clarify which foods available would be safe to eat, evidently reading all the ingredients on every item.
I realize allergies may not be taken as seriously in Japan as they are in Hooters’ home country (where a quick internet search reveals they also lack an allergy sensitive menu). But it would be nice if the waitresses, cooks, or even the managers had any idea what they were serving us. That they didn’t know was also evident by the shocking and offensive gaps between the cooking speeds of the various food items. Again, high schoolers. Except the teacher was missing. If this was anywhere but Japan I’d just have assumed one of the cooks was banging waitresses half the time in the kitchen. But he’s probably just way too focused on rules to get cooking done at a reasonable pace.
On our second visit, I had requested an additional plate of food, perhaps out of knee-​jerk reaction to the distressing memory of my hunger from last time. It was simply forgotten, a fact we learned after a 90-​minute gap between entering the restaurant and receiving my first plate. Not interested in waiting another 45 – 90 minutes, we considered the memory lapse on the part of our waitress to be a blessing, and departed.
I want to stress again, I realize people don’t go to Hooters for the food. But everyone knows nourishment is a precursor to arousal. There’s a reason South Korea doubles the population of North Korea.
We go to these restaurants to not worry about cooking, and to enjoy good food and each other’s company. But we could not enjoy each other’s company when every second brought more frustration and bitterness to our table. So instead all we bought were two hours of discomfort — at a very expensive rate, I might add. Twice. Did I not mention that? This place is wildly expensive.
Try the Hard Rock Café.