"Very roughly translated, the name of this chain means, “Oh, good pain.” And that’s a little misleading. Because it isn’t so much “good” pain that you feel here, it’s more of an unpleasant throb that you feel in the back of your skull as you wonder why you’re settling for lunch in this place (and why it’s so yellow). If you have to get a sandwich here, get a sandwich. And in the morning get a muffin, why not. But don’t get pasta here. Pasta is too good, and you shouldn’t let people do bad things to it. We haven’t been here yet, but want you to know this spot exists." - Team Infatuation