Caramel Apples Are Nothing in China.
I remember seeing these food artists on the streets of Fuzhou when I was young, before my parents moved us to the U.S.. Ever since then, I've been determined to find one again. Unfortunately, with my lack of knowledge in the proper names of these artists and the fact that the skill of making caramel animal candies is dying, I haven't seen any until now.
On a Thursday afternoon, I finally found such an artist in the middle of Zhongshan Park near the dorms in Shanghai. This man sat by himself with a small tank of propane surrounded by enchanted children and adults alike.
The thing that held them all was merely a humbly heated pan of caramel. But with skillful twists of his wrist, the man turned the lump of caramel into the the zodiac animals in honor of the new year.
It was nice, standing there in that one corner of the park watching the man drizzle the sticky candy on the metal plate. In that one corner, time seemed to have stood still. While everyone was off shopping and doing their own things, this man sat illustrating a part of the disappearing culture in urban Shanghai. It didn't hurt that his pictures were also edible.