St. Louis Bread Company opened its first
location in 1987 in Kirkwood, Missouri (a St. Louis suburb and my former
hometown.) Word spread about this yummy
little café/bakery. Its popularity
swelled, as did the number of locations.
National companies began to take notice and in 1993, Au Bon Pain Co.
purchased St. Louis Bread Company and took the concept national. With the expansion, the bakery/café’s name
was changed to Panera.
In its headquarters city of St. Louis, Panera
Bread still operates under the name St. Louis Bread Company. The St. Louis
metropolitan area has over 101 locations.
Six? Really?
Bread
Co (as it is lovingly called by St. Louisans) is a social hub. It is where friends meet for coffee or
lunch. It is where your volunteer organization
congregates over smoothies to organize the next event. It’s the go-to place for breakfast or if your
group needs a catered lunch.
At noon,
the parking lot at Bread Co is jammed; the lines are long; the tables are full.
Regulars
battle the crowd, approaching the cashier with confidence, their My Panera card
in hand, hoping that their frequent visits will entitle them to a free soda or
pastry. They order confidently, the menu
already committed to memory. They slide
on to chairs still warm from the last patron’s backside.
It’s different
in San Antonio. Bread Co, or Panera has
it’s called in the rest of the country, is relatively unknown. I can walk into my local Panera at noon and
find tables available. There is rarely a
line to order. When there is, however,
even if it’s one person, it takes a long time.
The locals aren’t familiar with the menu. The whole “pick-2” option is alien. They have a dozen questions. The cashier explains slowly, as if trying to
remember himself. I could explain more
clearly and confidently (and have been tempted!)
When I
step to the cashier and whip out My Panera card, the cashier looks at it for a
moment, unsure. When he finally slides
it through the computer’s scanner, I ask if I have any rewards available. He doesn’t know; his machine won’t tell
him. What? When I order my favorite Fuji Apple Chicken
Salad, they don’t put chicken on it.
Double what??
Don’t
misunderstand, I’m delighted to still have access to Bread Co. The food is as good as always (especially
when they remember the chicken). But I
miss seeing the familiar faces that could generally be found in a booth or two
and I miss the confidence behind the cash register (The noon team in Sunset
Hills was incredible.) I refuse to give
up on my local Bread Co, but they could benefit from a field trip to St. Louis.
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