The order was never the hard part
Ordering food inside a hotel or a restaurant looks solved from the outside. It isn't. The guest calls, someone writes it down, the paper walks to a kitchen, and every handover after that is a person remembering something.
When it works, nobody notices. When it breaks — a missed ticket at 11pm, a dish sold below what it cost to make, a night nobody can reconstruct — it breaks quietly and it breaks in the same four places every time.
