I went to Vegas at the end of April w/ a couple of friends to help one of them celebrate their 40th b-day. We stayed at Hooters for 3 nights (WED-FRI), before taking the red-eye home to Boston late SAT night.
Quite honestly, it was a great place to stay. (It is the old "San Remo" casino, next to the Tropicana and across the street from the MGM). For a hotel room in Vegas, I'm mostly interested in the sheets, towels & room being clean, the A.C. in working order, and the water pressure enough to shower. It vastly exceeded those minimal requirements.
The casino is small, but very homey. We had the same dealers, the same bartenders, the same waitresses. All on a first-name basis after our 3-days. The pool area is nice, but packed on the weekend. Several times, as my friends and I were out & about in some of the larger casinos, we would nod to each other in disapproval and merely say that it was time to go "home" - back to Hooters.
In addtion to all the "guys" staying there and/or gambling there, there were also a lot of couples, some older, and some families all staying there. The Hooter girls were almost an afterthought. Almost!
Of course, there's a Hooter's restaurant, and for lunch it wasn't bad. I'm not a big fan of their naked wings, and absolutely despise any breaded wing, but the burgers, fries & such were perfectly alright for lunch.
The small 24-hour cafe had a pretty good breakfast buffet (from what I can remember of it!), with the most scrumptious bacon I've ever had - thick cut, seasoned w/ a spicy brown sugar/maple coating. I probably had 2 lbs. of it that morning.
I found out that there was absolutely nothing wrong w/ sitting at the casino bar at 9am, nursing $5 in the video blackjack machine, and being served one free bloody mary after another by a very attractive bartender. There are worse things to do in Vegas on a Friday morning.