November 22 update: I got an email from one of Mellow Mushroom's co-owners, and she was incredibly kind and gracious and wanted to make it up to us. We will be going back to try their pizza, and I will report back.
I don't know if you've tried the new pizza place the Mellow Mushroom in Adams Morgan?
I was excited to try it. Until we did. And I'll never get pizza from there again.
We've been eating really well, but last Friday we all decided was a pizza night.
So I called Mellow Mushroom, which I'd heard good things about, and ordered a large pizza with gluten-free crust, tomato sauce, two kinds of cheese, peppers, sun dried tomatoes, and Italian sausage.
(We were splurging, health-wise, on pizza for dinner, but being a little virtuous with the gluten-free. Plus we used to go to Rustico and have amazing gluten-free pizza. So that was my frame of reference. I miss Rustico.)
Nick and I walked over to pick it up. It was $27. He plunked down his credit card.
And then they handed me the box.
It was so light and small, I was sure they'd given us the wrong order. "This is your large?"
"Oh, no. There's only one size in gluten-free. They should've told you that."
And then we got home, and opened the box. There was a suggestion of sauce, a hint of cheeses, a giggle of sausage, perhaps three to five sun-dried tomatoes, and a pirouette of peppers on it.
In other words, a very thin, tasteless crust with the pretense of a number of delicious-sounding toppings.
I wanted Nick to go back and complain, because he is good at that sort of thing and I am not, but it was Friday and he was tired, and he said fuck it and ordered a white pizza from Astor instead.
It was about half the price and fucking delicious.
And now I think it's just too late. You can go back later in the evening or the next day, but you can't really show up a week later and say that your pizza is really fucking expensive and skimpy and tasteless.
Or can you? Because candidly, it still pisses me off. I don't know why it's stuck with me, but it has.
Or should I just remind myself to breathe and there are children starving all over the world and one overpriced crappy pizza is nothing to be worked up about?