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One of the most interesting things about chain restaurants is that the bread is often the point.

Not the entrées. Not the décor. Not even the dessert. The bread.

People don't just reminisce about their favorite evening at The Cheesecake Factory. They reminisce about the brown bread: those sweet, dark little wheat loaves scented with honey, molasses, cocoa powder and espresso. They're so beloved that the company eventually started selling them in supermarkets nationwide. The same thing happened with Red Lobster's Cheddar Bay biscuits, which escaped the restaurant entirely and became a grocery-store product in their own right — first as a boxed mix in 2012, then in frozen form in 2021.

Then there are Olive Garden's plush breadsticks. The cinnamon-butter-slathered rolls at Texas Roadhouse. The biscuits that once arrived at every table at Cracker Barrel.

In fact, people become surprisingly emotional when bread service disappears (there are multiple disgruntled Reddit threads devoted to the fact that, at Cracker Barrel, customers now have to order a meal that comes with biscuits; they are no longer a complementary given).

Years ago, I witnessed something close to a mutiny at a beloved crab restaurant on the South Carolina coast when management stopped serving its signature lunch bread basket: simple white rolls alongside toasted hushpuppies and fresh cinnamon butter. This is a restaurant situated next to both a Greek sculpture-themed mini golf course and a feral cat colony, so it isn't exactly unfamiliar with a little chaos. Even so, the outrage seemed to catch everyone off guard.

The problem wasn't really the bread. Or rather, it was — but not entirely.

For many families, those hushpuppies were the ceremonial beginning of vacation. The first thing they ate after crossing onto the island. The opening act of a week spent in flip-flops and sunscreen. The restaurant quietly restored the bread service the following year.

Of course this phenomenon isn't limited to chains. One of my favorite stories of the past year was Caity Weaver's delightful Atlantic investigation into America's best free restaurant bread. After considerable reporting, she crowned the famous cranberry-walnut loaf at Le Diplomate. (A victory I can neither confirm nor deny, as walnuts and I are not on speaking terms.)

When you think about it, there's a reason bread service appears everywhere from family chains to white-tablecloth dining rooms. Before you've even ordered, before you've officially become a customer, someone places a basket on the table and says: Here. Have something warm. Have something now.

It's hospitality in its purest form.

And it's also one of the easiest entertaining tricks a home cook can borrow.

Over the past few weeks, we've spent a lot of time talking about how to make weeknight cooking feel a little easier, a little prettier and a little more satisfying on a budget. Entertaining can feel like a different beast entirely.

Even if you're perfectly capable of stretching a pound of beans or turning a rotisserie chicken into three meals, there's something about inviting people over that can trigger a peculiar urge to upgrade everything. Another bottle of wine. A more expensive cut of meat. A bakery dessert. Suddenly, a simple dinner party starts behaving like a small capital project.

But if the goal is making guests feel cared for rather than merely fed, it's worth asking a different question: What actually makes a meal feel luxurious?

My answer, perhaps unsurprisingly, is bread.

Or, more specifically, an unnecessary amount of bread.

The beauty of a generous bread service is that it doesn't require a generous budget.

A roast chicken dinner becomes more festive when it's accompanied by a skillet of cornbread and a basket of flaky biscuits. A simple pot of soup suddenly feels restaurant-worthy when surrounded by slices of crusty sourdough, a bowl of whipped butter and a plate of savory muffins. Even a weeknight spaghetti party can feel abundant when there's garlic bread on one side of the table and a tear-and-share focaccia on the other.

The goal isn't to serve enough bread to replace dinner. The goal is to create the feeling that there is always one more thing to reach for.

One of my favorite entertaining tricks is to think of bread the way a florist thinks about greenery. The bread fills out the table. It creates volume. It softens empty spaces. A bowl of pantry pasta that might otherwise look a little lonely suddenly looks downright lavish when it's surrounded by warm rolls, a dish of olive oil and a basket lined with a linen napkin.

In other words: Bread is cheaper than luxury, but it creates many of the same effects. In fact, I'd argue that the fastest way to make a modest meal feel faintly restaurant-like is to serve not one bread, but two or three. Think of it as a bread flight.

A personal starting place for me is with one choice from these three very broad categories. 

A sturdy bread: toasted sourdough, dark brown sandwich loaves, cornbread, seeded rye. An airy bread: focaccia, biscuits, Parker House rolls, barbari, anything that tears apart in fluffy clouds. And, if you're feeling playful, a whimsical bread: miniature muffins, pesto pull-apart bread, chickpea flour flatbreads, cheese straws, popovers — something that makes people point across the table and say, "Wait, what are those?"

Add a bowl of whipped butter and a dish of good olive oil and you've created the sort of opening course that feels improbably generous for the cost. Yes, a nice butter and a decent bottle of olive oil might add $12 to $30 to your grocery bill. But unlike another meat entrée or an elaborate bakery dessert, they're purchases you'll likely use for weeks afterward.

More importantly, they're doing the same job as that basket of rolls at a restaurant.

Before anyone has tasted the main course, you've already made them feel hosted. Thankfully, you don't have to start from scratch. The Salon archives are already full of breads worthy of a place on your dinner table. Here are a few favorites, organized roughly according to my entirely scientific bread-service philosophy.

Inspired by my late grandmother's Southern funeral sandwiches, this savory monkey bread is pure crowd-pleaser territory. Soft pieces of bread are drenched in a buttery mixture of Dijon mustard, brown sugar and Worcestershire before being baked into a golden, shareable centerpiece. Place it in the middle of the table and watch people begin absentmindedly tearing off pieces before the appetizers have even landed.

Not every dinner party loaf requires a sourdough starter and a three-day commitment. Inspired by tips from Kitchn writer Faith Durand, Mary Elizabeth Williams developed a rustic homemade loaf that comes together in a single hour. The result is crusty, chewy and deeply satisfying — exactly the kind of bread that begs for a puddle of olive oil and a sprinkle of flaky salt.

Sometimes luxury isn't reinvention. Sometimes it's simply doing a familiar thing exceptionally well. This recipe takes garlic bread — one of humanity's most reliable pleasures — and pushes it toward buttery perfection. If you're serving spaghetti, lasagna or baked ziti, your work here is done.

As Bibi Hutchings writes, cornbread may seem simple until you start talking to people about it. Then you quickly discover that every family has a fiercely defended version. This one embraces two of the South's most cherished cornbread traditions: a well-seasoned cast-iron skillet and bacon drippings. The result is crisp-edged, deeply savory and worthy of occupying an entire corner of the table.

If abundance had a physical form, it might be a basket of warm biscuits. This version borrows a trick from French pastry, folding the dough again and again until distinct layers emerge. The result is tall, golden and dramatically flaky — the sort of biscuit that makes guests immediately ask whether you made them yourself.

Every bread service deserves one slightly unexpected element. These savory muffins, made with buttermilk, cornmeal, black pepper and just enough onion and garlic powder, are tender, fragrant and endlessly snackable. They're also excellent for using up the buttermilk left behind after making those biscuits.

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I suppose a woman cannot live by bread alone. Lately, I've been rounding out weeknight dinners with Bibi Hutchings' summer watermelon salad, a dish so simple that it feels almost radical.

As Bibi notes, there are no other high-water-content ingredients here — no cucumber, no tomatoes — and none of the usual mellowing agents, like avocado or a creamy dressing. Nothing distracts from the sweet, juicy crush of ripe watermelon.

Instead, the supporting cast is chosen with remarkable restraint. "The ingredients chosen only enhance by focusing on the most tried and true companion ever to be joined with watermelon: salt."

Here, that salt arrives in the form of briny Kalamata olives and crumbled feta. A squeeze of lemon, a generous glug of peppery olive oil, a few translucent shavings of red onion and a pinch of cayenne bring the whole thing into focus. Finished with fresh parsley, it's bright, elegant and exactly the sort of salad I want to eat on a hot evening when turning on the stove again feels vaguely unreasonable.

There are a plethora of amazing baking cookbooks, but the one that will actually change how you bake bread is “The Perfect Loaf,” by Maurizio Leo. Based on Leo’s popular sourdough blog of the same name, what I really appreciate about this comprehensive guide is that it uses chemistry and technique to lead home cooks towards developing real “baker’s intuition,” based on how your dough looks, smells and feels. Because, yes, breadmaking is a science. 

But it’s an art, too. 

And as with any art, I suppose, there’s a little inherent romance. 

I realized recently just how many romantic comedies take place in or around bakeries, from Nancy Meyers' "It's Complicated" to the cozy, warm-rolls-and-vulnerability ending of "As Good as It Gets." But my perennial favorite is 1987's "Moonstruck."

The film follows Loretta Castorini — played by Cher, in an Oscar-winning turn — a practical Brooklyn widow who finds herself unexpectedly falling for her fiancé's younger brother, Ronny, played by a magnificently wolfish Nicolas Cage. It's funny and operatic and deeply earnest about the strange ways love arrives in our lives. And, crucially, some of the most memorable scenes take place in and around a neighborhood bakery ("Johnny has his hand! Johnny has his bride!"). 

There is something about bread that filmmakers seem to understand instinctively. A loaf is alive. It requires patience. It asks you to trust a process you can't entirely control. You tend it, wait for it, and hope it becomes what you imagined. Which, now that I think about it, isn't all that different from falling in love.

Until next week,
Ashlie Stevens, senior food editor 

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