i have quite a few friends, who live across the pond and a lot of them (not all!) love chuy’s. after being lured in, by the promise of homemade refried beans and salsa, the husband and i ventured, to the south, for somemexicanfood. this is how lame we are –> we caught the matinée of hangover 3, we were at dinner by 5 and we were back in pajamas, at home, by 6:30. married life is awesome! whoever says differently is a damn liar! going to florence, to eat, is always a little bit of an enigma. it’s like they don’t own ovens, in that part of ky because everyone goes out to eat. recession, my ass. however, being as we were eating, with the senior crowd hours, we had no issues getting right in. minus the hostesses, look what greeted us! done! i’m already in love. what can i say? i’m a sucker for cheesy…and elvis. love the decor, kind of old diner meets restaurant. before i go into food – our server, while not only cute and spunky, was awesome! you could tell that she really enjoyed the