I went to a Hooter's once a couple of years after 9/11. I noticed that their hottest wing sauce was called "911" and as a joke I called the waitress over and showed her the menu and said I was pretty offended that Hooter's would name a wing sauce after our "sacred tragedy". She got all wide-eyed and insisted they were named after the emergency phone number, and then ran off and got her manager to come over. The dude apologized left and right and comped our whole table and gave me $200 in Hooter's gift certificates. At that point I didn't think I could safely admit it was a joke without getting my ass kicked, so we thanked him and left.

I still have the gift certificates somewhere. I didn't not use them because I was ashamed of myself -- Hooter's food just sucks so bad I never happened to go back.