Written right before I saw Pre-Modern Pharmacist, while eating dinner at Panera:
I don't understand the baguette. What is appealing about a bread that looks and feels like a lobster without its appendages? It's so hard to rip apart, you end up gouging it with your fingers. I feel like a cave woman. Ugh! I beat my chest in frustration.
The middle part of the shell of bread does go with the soup, however. I'll deal.
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