Downtown to Chinatown

You don't have to know what foods are in these barrels (I don't think I do) to know what they contain. Chinatown in NYC is probably not "authentic," certainly not in the way pretentious folk would define it. But seeing strongholds of particular cultures, even when they exist mainly for the benefits of tourists seeking cheap handbags, Rolexes, or sunglasses (count me guilty there), still is somehow reassuring that, no matter how far the American ideal has drifted from being a welcoming place for nations' "tired, sick, and poor," we still aren't quite homogenized.