-All breads in the bakery where wrapped in non-transparent plastic.
- The turkish saleswoman tried to describe the breads for me without unwrapping them.
- Although I didn't intend to question her good taste, I finally asked her: "Could I.... maybe... see the bread?"
- She answered: "You have to propose marriage to the bread first!"
And it was the first time that I blushed at sight of a bread.