I like hooters, Nik will really like it, Arthur thought it was okay, took him there on the first US visit. Kind of expensive but I like the hotwings and when single it was the best place to pick up guys because the place is filled with them.
OK - There's more to the story here. Jon and Rachel can split the $20 (Rachel called in her answer). Took all 3 kids on a dadventure on the train the other day. Figured getting off in Anaheim near the stadium would be a good bet (bound to be all kinds of stuff to walk to from there). Of course in true California fashion, upon arrival I would have needed to cross 10 lanes of traffic and drag the kids a mile or so from the train station to find anything kid-friendly. Of course, to make matters worse, it was like 1:30 and Owen was, literally, laying down in the road because he was so tired/hungry.
So, "any port in a storm" turned out to be "Hooters". And if you want any confirmation re: how old you are, show up at Hooters with 3 kids and proceed to get ignored by waitresses incentivized to chat you up about their hot-wings (Can I get 3 milks pleeeaseee???).
Anyway, next weekend I've got a foolproof idea - got a lead on a great place to watch airplanes with the kids. Some place called the "Landing Strip" should be awesome.
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A sports bar to watch a football game?
A pro-Lobos rally?
-Rachel
A place mom would never take them!
But I bet it was a "hoot"!
Hooters!what? Really Eric?
I like hooters, Nik will really like it, Arthur thought it was okay, took him there on the first US visit. Kind of expensive but I like the hotwings and when single it was the best place to pick up guys because the place is filled with them.
OK - There's more to the story here. Jon and Rachel can split the $20 (Rachel called in her answer). Took all 3 kids on a dadventure on the train the other day. Figured getting off in Anaheim near the stadium would be a good bet (bound to be all kinds of stuff to walk to from there). Of course in true California fashion, upon arrival I would have needed to cross 10 lanes of traffic and drag the kids a mile or so from the train station to find anything kid-friendly. Of course, to make matters worse, it was like 1:30 and Owen was, literally, laying down in the road because he was so tired/hungry.
So, "any port in a storm" turned out to be "Hooters". And if you want any confirmation re: how old you are, show up at Hooters with 3 kids and proceed to get ignored by waitresses incentivized to chat you up about their hot-wings (Can I get 3 milks pleeeaseee???).
Anyway, next weekend I've got a foolproof idea - got a lead on a great place to watch airplanes with the kids. Some place called the "Landing Strip" should be awesome.
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