Ah, eggs...or, Do you dream about food?
Do you dream about food?
My sister's a hairdresser. She trades out for goods and services a lot. Fresh albacore when it comes in, yard work etc. One of her regulars keeps a small flock of free range hens. So there are regular eggs in the bargain. But not regular, in the supermarket sense. Brown, white, tan, blue. Large and small. Some of the best eggs I've ever had.
So this sounds a bit weird, but I dreamt of scrambled eggs. Five in the morning. Got up, put the coffee on, the pan on the stove with a bit of olive oil and whipped up a couple of eggs and black pepper. By the time the coffee brewed I had a plate of fresh scrambled eggs and a side of cottage cheese. And coffee.
Good morning! 
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Made the apple paste last night before bed. and dreamed of it all night long... 
I must be on a dream loop of sorts as I've been having a reoccurring dream that I'm a small upstart caterer. 
I think I watch too many cooking shows.
