A restaurant that employs scantily clad female servers
Richard: I took my girlfriend out to that new restaurant downtown, but it turns out its acutally a Breastaurant! Now she won't even speak to me.
A male-oriented restaurant where the servers' bodacious, natural cleavage is never on the menu--but always in voluminous supply. Daisy Dukes in various forms (denim, khaki, Lycra) function to round out the servers' assets.
Openly admiring these women is an unspoken, but completely sanctioned, activity by all parties involved: owners, managers, servers, and patrons.
(With apologies to Yoda), "The force of booblevision is strong yes?"
Breastaurants are in a class by themselves. They are certainly above the mainstream in terms of atmosphere, but will never be considered fine dining by pretentious elitists who value "ambiance" (pronounced OM-bee-ahnse) over ample portions of, well... everything.
Breastaurant atmosphere is both fun and titillating. It gives new meaning to the phrase: "Let's head to the mountains!" Likewise, the food is a carnivore's delight.
As such, breastaurants send out a vibe that wards off feminists, vegans, and queer men in a TWO block radius.
See also: brestaurant, breastraunt.
The Metroplex area really has it going on when it comes to breastaurant selection.
Between Twin Peaks, Bone Daddy's and Hooters, one can keep abreast of some of the finest female forms that America has to offer world humanity. Breastaurants should be declared "UNESCO World Heritage" sites.
UNESCO DELEGATE: "I agree! Twins, twins everywhere, it's a bodacious breastacular!
In my country of Crapistan the waitresses all wear BURQAS for Pete's sake! Oy vey."
A restaurant, such as Hooters, that serves both food and breasts.
Hey Dad, since Mom is out of town, can we go to the breastaurant?
a place in which huge jugs can be hired for a while, usually for a night of fun
Dude: where were you last night?
Stoner: i was down the breastaurant. i got me some 34DD's! hours of fun! :D
Resturant that offer great food but have Great boobs to look at.
Hammy: Bruce, lets go to Hooters and get some beer and wings.
Bruce: Dude let me see if Richy wants to go to the breastaurant.
Another name for a lactating woman's breasts, as they provide nourishment similar to that of a dining establishment or fast food joint. When your kids done with the old lady and shes still got some of that white lightning left, ask her if you can get in on some of that breastaurant action.
Guybrush: "Hey hon, is Charley full yet?
Theresa: "Yeah, he's about done. Boy hes really fucking my tits up today, enough of that! They kind of look like hamburger patties..."
Guybrush: "Cool babe, let me have a seat at the breastaurant I'm hungry!"
Theresa: "Jesus Raymond, they aren't freakin' jawbreakers, lay off!"
Guybrush: "Maybe if you weren't so fat I'd treat you better...."
Theresa: "Maybe if your penis didn't look like a lightswitch, I wouldn't care."
Guybrush: "I want a divorce..."
Referring to a breastfeeding mom who is open 24/7.
Look at poor Karen. With two babies right in a row she's nothing more than a breastaurant.