I woke up this morning startled about my dream: I had to choose a slice of pizza, and the topping options were: creme fraiche; creme fraiche with jalapenos or something else I can't remember. I could only have one slice, and the indecision was killing me! So much I woke up!
I told the dream to my husband, who suggested this post. Do chowhounds dream about food? Good dreams or nightmares? What do you dream about?