I finally found loaves of bread!  Not Syrian flat bread, pita bread, naan bread, hard and brittle bread, but a real, bonafide loaf of soft, sliced bread.  Do you know what this means????  I can eat toast now!!!!!  I was so desperate for North American bread I would have gladly eaten stale Wonderbread sent by snail-mail from home.  Alison may not be able to live by bread alone, but at least it makes Alison very, very happy.