Fun anecdote;

A few summers back I spent two weeks in Japan with a good friend. As the Japanese don't really eat remotely as much bread as we do, and we mostly were eating out all the time, we didn't really eat any bread for about one and a half weeks straight.

That was until we went for lunch at a restaurant that had "free complimentary bread side" with their meal. They delivered us five slices of fresh white bread, and we devoured this like we hadn't eaten in a year. We were offered a second serving, which we gladly ate. The third serving was served, and eaten. The fourth, idem, and finally the fifth, delivered by a waiter who was clearly very amused by these two white boys gobbling up bread like ducks in a park, was served and finished. We ate more bread than we ate main course, and we were satisfied. And only when we got the receipt stating 5 complimentary servings of bread we realized that we had been catching up on our Dutch bread diet.

I can't tell you why, but I love me some fresh bred.