The Strange Satisfaction of Surviving a Rush in Papa’s Pizzeria
There’s a very specific moment in Papa’s Pizzeria where your brain switches modes.
At first, you’re relaxed. One customer walks in. You carefully write down the order, place toppings neatly, slide the pizza into the oven, and casually wait for it to finish baking.
Then lunch rush hits.
Suddenly there are four tickets hanging on the screen, two pizzas baking at...