The first time I went into a Panera Bread, I was newly pregnant with my oldest son. I had just finished at the doctor's office and I was hungry, headache hungry, in fact. I ran to the drug store for some sort of pregnancy-friendly pain killer. On my way, there it was Panera Bread. The parking lot was full, always a good sign. So I ventured across the road and stood in awe of the menu. What did my hungry self want? I settled on the broccoli cheddar soup in a bread bowl, of course. It was delicious.