Mamma Mia! You want how many pizza pies?
On an ordinary day, the sleepy little pizza shop that sits beneath a bright blue awning on Lincoln Avenue in Prospect Park sends out, maybe, 150 orders.
But this, as Dave Shearn will tell you, was no ordinary time for Cornerstone Pizza, the small business he runs with James “Buzz” Villas, his partner from Mantua, N.J.
Enter the U.S. Airways employee, the friend of a customer, who phoned at 1 p.m. Tuesday, to say: “How fast can you get 50 pizzas down here? And I need another 100 by 6:30?”
“Down here” meant Terminal B of the Philadelphia International Airport, where scores of workers on overtime had been pushing to send weather-weary passengers on their way.
“How fast” was three hours and 15 minutes to get all 150 pizzas baked, boxed and delivered hot to a senior manager who met delivery men on the drop-off platform to sign the credit-card slip.
Comment: Sometimes you just need a feel good story!
I’ve spent the night in La Guardia, a couple of times.