dim sum

AngeloAngelo Super Moderators Posts: 8,937 moderator
edited April 24, 2006 in Landscapes
7:00 AM in the naked city.

It was a cold, Sunday morning. I was hungry.
Thoughts of warm, sticky-sweet delicacies entered my mind.

I headed to Chinatown; Chopstick Row; Eggroll Way.

Parked my rig in a trash strewn lot, headed out on foot to find my way to Hop Sing's. I knew a selection of plump, honey glazed dough awaited me.

The streets were empty but for the birds, pidgeons actually, winged rats really... picking over morsels left by the crowds that filled these byways the night before.

Then, just the hint of a sound... wind on fabric. a flag? a paper lantern in the breeze?

No.

A lone figure donning traditional garb, out to welcome the day, greet the dawn... Mama Chan practicing her daily Tai Chi kata.

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