I love bread. Sure, there are a couple of notable exceptions- you are nasty, and most of you shouldn’t exist– but as long as there’s a liter or six of extra virgin olive oil around, or even an oven, I will continue to be perched atop a carbohydrate’s most wanted list.
In enters Ankara, Turkey, where I found the “ekmekistan” brand of bakeries. Ekmek signifies bread, and -stan alludes to country, nation and/or land of. They can get away with it, but a Breadistan opening in the US might offend half of the country. That is, before it’s been established that it doesn’t exist on a map.
Turkey on the whole is not simply a great place for eating, but it’s also an underrated haven of bread buffs. Bread is such an integral part of Turkish life that an article was written about it a few years ago. For an English-language website about Turkish news. Based in Turkey. so…who’s hungry?
Does this sound like a brilliant place to raise a child or what?