I'm used to things appearing and disappearing in shops in Georgia, and 'my' baker opening and closing. But I thought he was 'always' just closed for the summer. He was closed when I was here in September, as was the other one (the best!) whose breadshop I passed on my way to work at the time.
Last weekend my baker was open, and it was wonderful. So tonight I trundled along - and found him closed. Muttering slightly, I turned back down the hill to find 'my' other baker - to find that he had finished for the day. Where to find another lavash? He waved generally in an easterly direction.
Along I trundled, further down the hill, round some corners, down some side streets - always having the nostrils on draft (you can smell a good baker's from the distance), the eyes peeled for people carrying lavashes. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I thought I'd be reduced to buying a French stick from the expensive Spanish place with the French name near the Chancellory, when finally I found a little baker's which had some left. They were like that, too. Nothing to write home about - but by that time I was beyond caring.
Wonder what causes the ups and downs of supplies. Do people not buy them during the week? Is there a flour shortage? Are the bakers suddenly taking it easy? Are they making too much money (the price has increased by 40% since I started here two years ago)? Strange....

