Egyptian Pizza

We had arrived late at night in Cairo and we were hungry. But no luck: all the restaurants were already closed. Suddenly, a mouthwatering smell enticed us down a dark side street. In a tiny shack between two high buildings a man was making what looked like a kind of layered pizza which people were taking away wrapped in newspaper. His hands worked like lightning, throwing the dough about and scattering on meat, spices and a whole egg before cooking the ‘pizza’ over extremely hot charcoal. W