Something's Fishy
I offer a very small apology for using this site as a "Dream Journal", but I have been having some strange ones and decided there is no reason to be confused all by myself.
Usually during the course of remembering dreams and piecing them back together, I can inject some logical reasoning for the contents. Sometimes, I can't. Like last night's dream, of which I remember only the really gross part.
I was eating (as in chewing and swallowing) raw fishes, which were cold and yukky and whole. About 12" or so long. At first, I didn't mind eating the fish, but became totally anal about leaving any leftovers. The fuller my tummy got, the less tasty the fish became, until I was literally choking the crappy things down. I never made it through all the fish, and just picked up what was left off the floor (yes, the FLOOR) and placed the slimy things on my plate. At least the clean-up would be easier.
The fact of the matter is: I strongly dislike fish. That's not to say I haven't tried. I'm old, afterall, and have pretty much tried everything. I didn't eat shellfish until I was in my 20's and I love shellfish. I had my first taste of fresh-water trout, and love that as well. I like smoked tuna and salmon.
But even with those few things that I actually DO like, I have to be able to recognize the parts that I eat as clearly defined MEAT. No innards, no eggs, nothing gooshy.
Therefore, I am left wondering where in the bejeepers that dream came from.
>urp<
( 'scuse me)
Posted at Thursday, February 08, 2007 by
Sebago_Lady
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Penny
February 12, 2007 03:27 PM PST
(Not enough room on the tag board so I'm "taggin' you here)
Re: Herrera's ... this is the review from City Search:
"Herrera's Mexican Restaurant Editorial Review – by Amanda Howe
In Short
The decor owes more to Luby's than a cantina, save for the mural depicting scenes from Mexican history. The salsa is a pepper-eater's dream; it will set even the hardiest tongues on fire. Rupert's special is a filling sampling of traditional favorites like cheese enchiladas slathered with chili con carne sauce, guacamole tostada and tostada compuesta (fried corn tortilla topped with refried beans, shredded lettuce, diced tomatoes and cheddar cheese)."
*sigh* It was all over when I got to that "... slathered with chili con carne sauce..."
*sob, sob* I just want real *sob* enchilada sauce. *sob* Is that too much to ask for??? *sob, sob*
At this point, I'm ready for South of the Border!!
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Penny
February 9, 2007 09:12 AM PST
Jeez, I can't even get you to try Sushi and here ya are eating slimy fish off the floor!
I can't even begin to try to decipher that one! Sorry, honey-bunny. You're on your own here! |
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Herb
February 8, 2007 10:45 PM PST
Sounds like a dream to me. |
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