Ohio turnpike 2006, I ate Panera at the turnpike rest stop. There were flies. Many flies. Many, many flies. There were flies on the paninis within 3 seconds after being placed on the counter in front of the pick up line. Because I was perched like a king cobra stalking a mouse while waiting at the pick up point, I luckily snatched my panini before any fly had alighted. Though a fly did land on the end of my panina as I was hoovering it down. I pinched off that part and continued. I couldn't eat my pickle spear because a fly got to it first. It was a fly feeding frenzy.
Nowdays, whenever I see a Panera I am reminded of flies.