Screaming MiMi's

Screaming MiMi's just opened their second location in the heart of the drinking district. I have heard so many awesome things about their pizza. "It's just like Chicago!" I've never been to Chicago, so I have no idea if that's true, but I did go to MiMi's this past weekend. Pizza places are usually very vegetarian friendly, and the cashier at MiMi's promised that their place was top notch. She sold me on a slice of veggie supreme pizza. She then presented the usual cashier script asking if I wanted something to drink, and if I would be dining there or taking it to-go. I said I would be dining there, and I sat down almost directly in front of the counter. Please keep in mind that there were three other people in the restaurant when I sat down. After waiting for about 20 minutes, I managed to snag one of the waitresses and asked about my slice. She then told me that the cashier thought I wanted it to go, and it's been sitting at the front counter in a box for the last 15 minutes. How the cashier missed me sitting right in front of her is beyond me, and why she didn't let me know it was ready is even more baffling. The waitress brings me the box with my dinner in it, and as I open the box, I am astonished. It was a (cold) piece of cheese pizza with (cold) raw veggies thrown on top of it. The only thing warm was some broccoli that the "chefs" had steamed in the microwave and tossed onto this train wreck. I tasted the crust, in hopes that something on this sorry excuse for pizza was delicious...it wasn't. It was bland, no garlic, salt, oregano...anything. This Italian travesty makes Pizza Hut's two day old leftovers look like a dish from Gordon Ramsey's own recipe book.
Since so many people swear by this punch in the gut version of pizza, I'll try it again another time. But this time, it gets a 1 out of 5 on the yummy scale. Service was bad, food was worse. Thanks MiMi's for making me want to scream! For a late night slice, I'll stick with Sweet Melissa's...