"The meatballs are still mine," he grunted, "but I guess the computer can handle the rest."

The neon sign for "Mama Rossi’s" flickered, casting a tired red glow over the empty booths. Behind the counter, Tony Rossi stared at a mountain of crumpled paper tickets and a calculator that seemed to be mocking him. It was 2010, and his "system" was a shoebox full of receipts and a prayer.

Tony scoffed. "I cook meatballs, Maria. I don't do 'software.'"

8 or perhaps a guide on how it compares to systems?