… and then there was that time I ate lunch with Lin Hwai-min.

When I think of Cloud Gate Dance Theatre of Taiwan, the first image that comes to mind is golden colored rice pouring out of the sky and some guy raking the rice into concentric circles in a mega-sized zen garden. That’s┬áSongs of the Wanderers. Yesterday afternoon, distinguished members of the Asian Pacific American Press and two goofy dance bloggers (myself…

Read More … and then there was that time I ate lunch with Lin Hwai-min.