It is not the first time I've been to Panera's. First time, I admit, I was a little intimidating. Everything was shiny and new with its light brown and sepia atmosphere. All I could really order was chicken noodle in a bread bowl. It was all I felt safe getting. And I had no regrets, really. It was acceptable, as chicken noodle is hard to mess up. The same thing was true maybe... 3 months ago? We had went again. Thankfully, my soup palette had grown and I thoroughly enjoyed my bowl of French Onion soup. Mmmm mmmm.
My discovery of French Onion soup happened last year at a Morton's steak house in White Plains, but that's another post.
To save Angel some money, and to feel a little fuller, I got a sammich this time around. One of their cafe versions, whatever that means. Simply Ham and Cheese, as, once again, I didn't feel truly safe ordering anything fancy. Again, passable. Quite yummy, in fact. As simple as Ham and Cheese is, they got it right. Gulden's mustard made it heavenly.
Then came last night. I was feeling bold, and Wife pointed out that not much would change if I got a hot sandwich instead of a cold one. So I ordered what Wife ordered: Turkey, bacon, cheddar and some sort of sun dried tomato mustard.
HEAVEN.
Now I know why she orders this every time. I shall be following suit. Wife was even sweet enough to give me the last bite of her sammich. I wubs her so.
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