08 November 2011

Sweet Dreams

Last night I had a dream about food. I have never had a dream about food in my life.

I was sampling frozen yogurt with a friend, and though he had already ordered and was eating his carrot cake and vanilla flavored swirl. Me? I was struggling. I could not choose between hops flavor (yeah, I know, right?) and another I can't recall. I ended up going for the carrot cake and vanilla swirl to avoid the panic of choice, but then the toppings... I went for vanilla wafer cookies, but regretted not getting fudge brownies though they would only go well with the vanilla. Apparently my logic works exactly the same in my dreams.

I headed for the table to meet my friend.

Then it switched to an image of a hot dog, not just any hot dog, but a big ball park dog getting all plump and black and blistery on the grill, just like I like them.

And then I woke up.

Needless to say, I was disappointed at the reality of my consciousness.  

1 comment:

patrice longmire said...

I have guest from France that are riding there bikes from Alaska to Argentina... Stopped in for a few days of rest before they enter Mexico. They too dream of food... I took them for "real" American street tacos and today... frozen yogurt... Seriously big hit!!! I guess they don't have frozen yogurt in France... For me today... They made me fresh crepes... Wish you were sharing with us. Missing you today. ox