On this particular night, the first patrons are all arriving at the same time: 6 p.m. The upstairs dining room is slammed.
As the service staff punches orders into a computer, a machine in the kitchen starts printing tickets, "chicka, chicka, chicka."
Before the evening is over, the line cooks will have served several hundred plates, and each cook will be drenched in sweat.
Paul Berglund, the restaurant's chef de cuisine, is working this night as the "expeditor," a traffic cop for the line cooks. He looks at each ticket as it comes in, then yells out orders.
"Mark - four halibuts. Raiden - four sausages and a deuce on the pigeons. Sebastian, one escarole, two crostone, one frisse and a salami plate."
A few minutes later: "Fire one pappardelle, two fettuccines and two gnocchis."
Chase will be a blur for the next two hours, throwing fresh pasta into boiling water and finishing multiple sauces in separate pans. She has a cheat sheet of ingredients taped to her station, but she doesn't have time to read it. Like a soap opera star, she must memorize her lines instantly.
Since I started interning at Oliveto, I've been in awe of the line cooks. It takes a rare combination of skills and temperament to excel at this job and not flame out.
"At some point, 'Supercook' takes over and intuition kicks in," says Kelsey Bergstrom, a sous chef at Oliveto who was recently promoted from line chef.
"You know the fish is 20 seconds out. You just know it. And you pull that fish and plate it just as it is done."
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