Sublime

I drove to Bend, to the Carmichael Candy factory. Everyday the janitors swept from its floors enough cookie crumbs to fill a fifty-gallon drum. For twenty bucks, they let me take all of it, along with a compromised batch of caramel. At home, in an industrial bucket, I mashed up a few pounds of cookie crumbs and caramel,

har gao are delicate steamed shrimp dumplings in translucent glutinous rice skins;