Last week in fact, I was craving the pasta from a particular pizza shop in the neighborhood. Ordinarily, I would order the food then pick it up, since i want my fettucini steaming hot. But this time, I thought I might risk delivery and then a dose from the microwave. So when prompted on “pickup or delivery?”, I inquired if there was a fee, and if so, was it given to the driver. I was surprised at “yes there’s a fee and no it does not go to the driver.” I hopped in the van, drove the 6 blocks and risked double parking on Mission. I stood before the counter, staring at the tip jar, actually unable to decide what to do.