I used to judge pizzerias by the sleekness of their Instagram feeds. Shiny brass ovens, dark marble counters, and dramatic cheese-pull videos were usually enough to get me through the front door. Then came a rainy Tuesday in Doha when I spent almost QAR 120 on a pie that tasted mostly like damp cardboard, lukewarm tomato paste, and disappointment. Living in Qatar means having access to almost...