Chuy's Mexican: Just SoSo

For Mother’s Day I gave Ceil the Land of a Thousand Hills coffee mug she wanted. Anna painted her a card. I told the kids we would take her to eat after Matthew’s youth group let out at 5 pm, but just after I dropped him off Ceil called, wanting to go ahead and eat. She had told Will she wanted to eat at Chuy’s, the Mexican place next to Perimeter Mall. W told her that that’s where I said we’d eat. Anna had to get ready and had just eaten lunch, so she just drank Coke.

Chuy’s was good and bad. The décor was great, but the tables and chairs were small and uncomfortable. The service wasn’t anything to write home about – our server could not answer all of our questions. The food was great: Ceil had a large chalupa, Will had the house special chicken enchiladas, and I had the large burrito – just to see if it was really as big as advertised. It was, so I didn’t eat the rice or as many chips.   We didn’t need supper. BTW: the salsa was terrible, and the chips greasy.

The overall Chuy’s experience wasn’t as good as Nuevo Laredo Cantina. When diners arrive wearing low-riding pants and looking like they just rolled out of bed (or Wal-Mart) it makes for a place I’d rather not go. The clientele is much nicer at our local Mexican restaurant, El Porton.      

One other interesting thing about Chuy’s: the silverware came wrapped in a little package marked “Sanitized for your protection”. And on the back of the package was printed three prayers: Protestant, Catholic, and Jewish. Wait til the atheists find out.

Friday night I wanted to rent Mr. Banks or Walter Mitty, but they’d already been rented. Instead I rented The Book Thief, which Ceil had wanted to watch. It was very good. Ceil cooked turkey sausage meatballs. Usually her meatballs are good, but these were too spicy. Even Matthew didn’t like them. Of course, I’ll be the one to eat the leftovers. Anna went to graduation parties both Friday and Saturday night.

Saturday Matthew and Sarah went to see The Monuments Men at the dollar movie. We were able to get Will home Saturday afternoon, and got him unpacked by early evening. Anna even helped. He had traded his tiny dorm fridge for a larger, nicer one – but doesn’t need it next year. So we’ve got to find a place to store it. Later I picked M and S up from the movies and drove Sarah up to Birmingham to meet her mom. On the way we listened to the Prairie Home Companion broadcast from the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville. Didn’t get back home until 8:30. Ceil baked chicken burritos for dinner. Ceil, Will, and I watched 24.

Sunday Will left with Ceil early. At the last minute he tossed his clubs in the car and played 18 holes at the North Fulton Golf Course. Playing by himself, he recorded his first ever eagle, shipping in on a par five. He got back to Passion City Church late for the 12:30 service, but in time for the sermon. After putting away all the winter clothes last weekend, this Sunday I packed away a bunch of Will’s winter clothes. Also did a bunch of his laundry.

Did you hear any comments about Charles Marsh speaking next door yesterday, at Christ the King? His new book on Bonhoeffer is supposed to be the cat’s meow.

Oldest Hurt daughter Haley is in Europe right now. This summer she is working down near Seaside Florida. We hardly ever see the Hurts any more. Lila Toholskey is spending her junior year of college studying in Europe. Youngest daughter of Mark and Leah Stephens graduated from Auburn this weekend.