“Dessert trolley pick up please!” . I remember why I went back to restaurant life after doing a year in a pastry shop. I missed the adrenaline, pushing yourself 200% to get everything done *nicely* before service starts. Then the orders flood in and you don’t think, you just do. You just keep moving, because stopping is not an option. And eventually, when everything is sent out, sometimes it comes as a surprise. We’re done? That’s it? And there’s a huge wave of relief and accomplishment. You’ve won the battle. For today.