People often ask me if I ever feel like I'm not experiencing the moment because I'm taking photos. I understand where they're coming from. But when wanting a photo means you stand there dissecting the motions of a dumpling maker long enough that you learn to anticipate the next flick of the wrist at just the right click of the shutter, you don't feel like you're missing anything at all. Instead, you feel like you were inside that moment more than anyone else around you.
Flick, click, exhale. You never forget the rhythm.
Din Tai Fung, in Taipei, Taiwan—what an amazing meal.
