Damn you and your “take Two” lunches. Damn you and your yummy Broccoli Cheddar soup, of which I never tire. Damn you for only offering the Chicken Wild Rice on certain days. Damn you for that Portabella and Mozz sandwich. Damn you for being so close and temptylicious when I’m in brain freeze from doing budget work, and I’m too lazy to think of somewhere to go for lunch so my brain defaults to you. Damn you for making it so easy that I can fax you my damn order for chrissakes. Damn you for that huge Pecan Roll you make. Damn your frigging Spinach and Artichoke Souffle.
Damn you and your PB & J on that thick white bread, and damn you for that cute Katie girl that knows me and always slaps the peanut butter on a little thicker because I like it that way. Damn you and your Iced Green Tea. Damn you for having those lemon slices out so I can drop a couple in my Diet Pepsi if I so choose.
Double damn you for your specialty breads, which I can at best nibble on because, remember I’m a diabetic? Bastards. Yeah I know, so stop bitching about my Pecan Roll lust, because I KNOW I shouldn’t order it, but you see, it’s Panera’s fault, not mine.
Damn your Bistro Steak Salad, and damn you in Greek for your Greek Salad, with it’s crumbly cheesy wonderulness.
Damn you for being two doors from Coldstone.
Damn you all for everything. 'Cept for my little Katie, don’t damn her.
sigh I wish we had a Panera near my work. We only have an Au Bon Pain, which means we pay too much for not much food. Not like Panera’s nummy, hearty, affordable goodness. Oh, man, now I’m hungry again. I just ate an hour ago! Damn you, Bus Guy!
Hee. My mom who’s 72 years young, goes to our Panera Bread every single day*. She has her very own chair in front of the fireplace where she reads and visits with her friends.
If I ever need to reach her and she’s not home, I have a pretty good idea where she is.
*That’s every single day in the Winter. In the Summer she works full time at the “Great Escape” theme park. :eek:
Panera rocks, and I’ve never even eaten their food. The fact that they have wi-fi access in most (or all?) of their locations allowed me to telecommute on a day that I didn’t want to have to take off, but I wasn’t going to be at home. (I did buy some coffee there out of courtesy. Their baked goods look and smell great, but aren’t Kosher.)
Wll look at it this way. If you keep eating like that soon your legs will no longer be able to support your enormous body weight and you will have to use a Rascal to get around. The doors at Panera may not be wide enough to accomodate you and your Rascal as you go in search of another cheese soup refill.
I am steadfastly refusing to drag my laptop in there and make myself comfortable on one of those overstuffed chairs, because I know I’ll end up there for hours.
Damn them carrying delicious bottles of Jones Soda Twisted Lime, and chocolate chip cookie baked goodness. Mmmmmmm. What I wouldn’t give to have one within walking distance of campus so I could go there for lunch!
Oh man – one of my favorite things to do is stop by Panera on the way home and pick up a crusty loaf of bread for dinner. Good bread can make even meatloaf seem like a grand culinary experience.
I have got such a thing for Panera’s bread. With a little buttle on it. It is wonderful, and with soup a full meal.
Last March our mayor had a City Day hosted by Panera Bread. Since my company participated, we got a bunch of free Panera food and a bunch of discount coupons. I lived on Panera for a while.
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