"Spirited Away" sort of dream
Oct. 4th, 2005 09:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zdashamberThis morning I awoke from a dream where we were in this kind of bare-bones house (perhaps in the process of moving out? I think it was the end times) and I'd just set to running the nice 4-pot coffemaker. I was lying on the floor to avoid attention from the heavens, and so I was able to look up past the curtains and see a bolt of lightning, odd in SF; and odder, it didn't end. It stood for a few seconds, and then began arcing around in a slow circle, searching across the miles for something.
Then the Lord of Heaven appeared (middle-aged Chinese guy) and with about 40 other Chinese people my parent's age, and we had to entertain them as a restaurant. Silent E was the hostess. I felt bad for her, because the Lord of Heaven was a horndog. Meant I had to do all the cooking, though. Somehow me and the others found seats in the house for them all, and then I retreated to the kitchen to see what there was.
Alright, I said, we're going to do this like Chez Panisse... There will be no menus, they'll get whatever thing we serve and like it. The lady at work who I have to constanty watch so she doesn't rearrange my spaces to suit herself ("Oh, it makes it simpler for everyone"/"No, it makes you happy to meddle, and it screws me up") was about to dump a trayful of custards onto another to free the tray for use, and I had to shout at her No no no no! Those desserts E made are the only thing we have going for us!! Which pointing out of the obvious might have alienated some of the people still in the house to help; I dunno, I got the feeling a bunch had gone to spend the apocalyse elsewhere. Someone had thrown the coffee pot into the soapy water to be washed, and I cursed, since they were going to need drinks first... But figured they'd all want tea anyway, so it ended up working to wash the pot.
I looked in the fridge, and what we had were carrots; lots of carrots. (Of course. There are always carrots.) There were also parsnips and bacon. So I planned an appetizer of grated raw carrot topped with grated cooked carrot that was mixed with brown sugar and raisins and the dates I have in my bedroom. Two bunches of the carrots had gone bad (sheathed in mold like cobwebs), so I buried them in earth. There was still a bag of carrot fingers and a half bunch of big ones, though. I figured I'd probably make noodle stirfry with bacon and parsnips for the main course. I was concerned about how I would grate enough carrots for some small appetizer for 40 people in time.
It was an interesting dream, though, because if we pulled it off, we would escape the adverse notice of the big Chinese god dude, and I had a plan that I figured would work, and was working towards it.
Then the Lord of Heaven appeared (middle-aged Chinese guy) and with about 40 other Chinese people my parent's age, and we had to entertain them as a restaurant. Silent E was the hostess. I felt bad for her, because the Lord of Heaven was a horndog. Meant I had to do all the cooking, though. Somehow me and the others found seats in the house for them all, and then I retreated to the kitchen to see what there was.
Alright, I said, we're going to do this like Chez Panisse... There will be no menus, they'll get whatever thing we serve and like it. The lady at work who I have to constanty watch so she doesn't rearrange my spaces to suit herself ("Oh, it makes it simpler for everyone"/"No, it makes you happy to meddle, and it screws me up") was about to dump a trayful of custards onto another to free the tray for use, and I had to shout at her No no no no! Those desserts E made are the only thing we have going for us!! Which pointing out of the obvious might have alienated some of the people still in the house to help; I dunno, I got the feeling a bunch had gone to spend the apocalyse elsewhere. Someone had thrown the coffee pot into the soapy water to be washed, and I cursed, since they were going to need drinks first... But figured they'd all want tea anyway, so it ended up working to wash the pot.
I looked in the fridge, and what we had were carrots; lots of carrots. (Of course. There are always carrots.) There were also parsnips and bacon. So I planned an appetizer of grated raw carrot topped with grated cooked carrot that was mixed with brown sugar and raisins and the dates I have in my bedroom. Two bunches of the carrots had gone bad (sheathed in mold like cobwebs), so I buried them in earth. There was still a bag of carrot fingers and a half bunch of big ones, though. I figured I'd probably make noodle stirfry with bacon and parsnips for the main course. I was concerned about how I would grate enough carrots for some small appetizer for 40 people in time.
It was an interesting dream, though, because if we pulled it off, we would escape the adverse notice of the big Chinese god dude, and I had a plan that I figured would work, and was working towards it.