It’s easy to drive by without noticing Loving Hut on its not-especially-charming stretch of 50, but if you and your GPS make the effort you’ll be rewarded with a fun, tasty experience. Everything on their Asian fusion-y menu is vegan so nosh with no guilt. Portions aren’t huge but that would make for a great tapas-style meal. The single TV in the bright, cheerful dining room plays what appears to be nonstop cult propaganda about the restaurant’s founder, but at unobtrusive volume. Service is spotty, but warm. Loving Hut is apparently part of a chain, but the Orlando location is the only one I’ve visited so far. I wish there were far more locations.