Dreams of Free Food

I keep having this dream. I'm with other people, usually in a bus or a van, sometimes a car or a caravan of cars. We go and we park, and we walk through gravel paths in oriental gardens. Lots of bamboo. Bricks arranged like fans lining the paths. There is an older trailer home at the end, more gardens around it, and a little hand made, hand written sign along the path that says the food is free. There are tables and chairs set up in different areas in the garden, there is one area on sort of an island in a pond, or between streams. You walk across the bridge, through the bamboo, and you're there. They serve Chinese food. You can also sit inside the trailer, where apparently they make the food.

I don't know the significance of this place yet, but I've been there many times in my dreams. Perhaps part of the significance lies in where I choose to sit. And what I choose to eat. And whether I even ever get to sit and eat, or if I spend my time wandering about trying to find someone, or something.

And certainly, that the food is free.