Posted By Megan
Today, Brooke and I ventured to the edge of Music Row, to go to Chuy’s Mexican restaurant. Pulling up, you casually see three giant turtles playing instruments on the roof, which is the perfect decor for the city of music.
Inside, you are surrounded by colorful tile pieces spanning from floor-to-wall. Creative tin palm trees sit around the room, while lights twinkle from the ceiling. Sliding into our purple glittery booths, I discovered I am hopelessly addicted to their chips and salsa. The chips didn’t stop me from ordering a classic plate of chicken quesadillas. Quesadillas 1, Meg 0.