I often dream about food: not that I am eating it, but that I am cooking something, or inventing a new dish. Occassionally, it is a dream where I am showing a family member how to make a special dish. Perhaps a story of my mother's cooking proess or unique technique!
Last night, I dreamed I was making mince curry. Or, what we Lavalettes called "Mince" curry. In north america, it is simply ground beef.
I got up, pottered around... then had to have some.
So I did it -- made a pot of it. It was great... just as I dreamed it...
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