Pizza chef and innkeeper

"Sasa's coming, get these seats ready!".
I still hear the voices of my father and mother inside their fryer - pizzeria in Naples.
All of us children grew up in the family shop to help out our parents. I started as a child as a kitchen boy, but I really didn't like it, so much so that my father was forced to tie me to the workbench and he was very clear about it: if I wanted to become a pizza chef I had to do that process and learn to do everything.
This was the rule, it also applied to me. Shortly after, however, I moved from the kitchen to the pizzeria as a baker's assistant and I grew up there! Finally I too became a man of the family and I already knew I was passing on the value of our tradition in the work I did with my hands every day...