Eagerly refreshing the Daring Bakers’ Challenge page every hour I let out a big sigh of relief when I saw it’s not going to be a humungous layer cake. These cakes were definitely not doing my diet any good. Having eaten authentic Lavash in Istanbul (Turkey), I was somewhat puzzled by the “cracker” part. I like to think of Lavash as the blowfish of the bread kingdom. Fresh from the oven it looks rather impressive until you make a hole in it and steam escapes while the bread collapses quicker than you can say “granny’s saggy titties”. But crackers?? I was stumped.
