I woke up this morning thinking and dreaming of food. It has actually taken over full force. I have been baking everyday, and though goes into the preparation of dinner. I have always been a stronger baker than I have a cook, but hopefully that will change with time and knowledge.
I do have to come to terms with the fact that I will have to start moving more, i.e. running and biking. I can feel myself getting softer. Not okay. I will have to find some balance between the two. I live pretty close to kits pool, and would love to start swimming again. I can't wait for summer to come alive, although we have had some beautiful days this spring so far...
This is the dream I had last night and I jumped up to write it all down. I forget them very quickly and wanted to keep this one... Unedited, raw morning jumble...
-I just had the most amazing dream! I was walking through what seemed like gas town and I was surrounded by food. people were carrying huge loaves of bread, and it was super busy. I went looking for the creamiest piece of brie cheese I could find. I went into this enormous shop which was run by all this sweet little ladies. And the owner came in who is actually a customer at the cafe I work at now. I asked the lady to help me find this cheese that I was dying for and she was a little flaky, always forgetting things, so she showed me one and I knew it was going to be the best. So I said I would take some, and she said okay, Ill go grab you a piece and came back with the wrong one, and I reminded her of which one, and in the mean time, I saw Donna there. She thought it was funny that I was there since my tolerance to dairy is so poor. I held up little jars of rennet to show her and let her know that I would be soon making my own cheese. The lady came back with a blue cheese. not al all what I want. again she went back and came out with it. it was like custard. the next thing I know, I was in a kitchen with a baguette with brie, fresh figs and drizzling honey on it. yum.-
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