The Turkish bread women

About the only food item that was economically priced was the Turkish flatbread, priced at 3 Turkish Lira each (just over a quid). Problem was, they weren't very nice. There was only the one filling to choose from (very very salty Turkish feta cheese and salty spinach) which was another missed opportunity - how hard would it have been to have offered more fillings?

However, I am sure they weren't complaining. They probably made more money in that festival than they would in a year. The queue was constant, almost 24 hours a day. Watching them make it, almost in a conveyor belt fashion (one kneads the dough, the other rolls it out, the other tends to the fire, etc), was far more entertaining than actually eating the damn things.

It was also amusing to see how the men actually did absolutely nothing, except bark orders at the hard-working women should a flame not be hot enough.