There’s an old fortune cookies factory hidden in San Francisco china town. They say it’s the only remaining one where cookies are still made by hand. As expected the place has all the traits of a typical tourist trap: it is central, they charge you for taking pictures, they try to sell you stuff.
However there’s something intrinsically charming about this cluttered gloomy joint.
May be it’s the idea of something magical being cooked right in front of your eyes
or the full bucket of fortune…
or the lovely sugary smell 
or the question whether the papers get inside before or after the cookies are cooked being answered
My bet It’s this pioneer excitement that you feel when you suddenly discover something you’ve never thought existed. 
