VERDICT: Bring your own butter...better yet, bring your own food.
I ended up getting the ravioli...I know, I know, how French is that? The sauce would made Chef Boyardee seem gourmet and the ravioli seemed fresh from the freezer. We went with Greg's mother, who I refer to as the Dairy Queen. She became absolutely disgusted that they didn't serve real butter with the bread. It tasted as if it was Promise, a butter substitute.. You may remember her bringing her own butter to the Tournament of King. She, after finishing with her unbridled disgust, decided to bring her own butter with her on any future trips to Mimi's Café. I, on the other hand, was not offended by the butter substitute, but will not be returning to Mimi's ever again, with or without my own butter.