Another day began with the whirring of motorcycle and car engines. At the corner of the street, the business of the little eatery was rolling. The front of the shop looked misty from the rising steam of big bamboo steamers. Batches of dumplings and assorted buns, called bao, were ready for the early risers and wage earners. Slowly but not quietly, Taipei City awakened in a smother of mid-summer heat.