Dumb luck, dumb dumb luck, that’s all that can account for my place at that table, a dim sum palace in the middle of Brooklyn, we had to drive through Borough Park to find it, O. across from me face down in a bowl of rice, S. declining most things and channeling me a little bit to be honest, K. and K. talking and talking, clattering metal carts giving off steam, why not give these soft green dumplings another try? Why not?
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