When I was little, we referred to The Hurricane simply as
Punk Rock Denny's. This was mostly on account of their remarkable
jukebox selections, but also due to live acts that played in
The Beach Bar, The Hurricane's
lounge. Furthermore, the majority of the employees are quite obviously
punkers. On my favorite trip, two of the
fry cooks got into a brawl in front of the cash register.
The crowd varies from
frat kids to
heshers to
goths to, well, punk kids. The
coffee's tolerable, the onion rings are greasy, and the
menu options are vast. It's
good fun.