Here is an honest review of the service at Viva: They are staffed by an entitled crew of transplant clowns who have equated self-loathing with a fearsome right to prejudice and malinger the simple sale of caricature Mexican food with patrons.
Besides the obvious signs of sub-standard hygiene, the dress code for the staff at Viva is to simply turn their dirty laundry inside-out. And, add a choice of super-tight stained dirty jeans for the overweight ladies, and simple, over-sized grubby shorts for the tubby lads.
But the upside to Viva is there are nearby restaurants with normal servers who actually work for a living, rather than hold an innocent --and potentially awesome food joint, hostage -- by inclusive hiring (good ol'boy system for slackers) and basic losertude.
Don't tip these hacks, as they give proper servers a bad name. The owners would be wise to cleanse this Animal House ASAP, from the top down.
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