Ever since I have opened that trunk last Monday night / Tue morning I have been having dreams that I have not had in a long time. I think my mind is trying to remember those times or trying to connect the past with the present. It is very strange how the mind works that way. I am getting memories back of things that I completely forgot about. So far it has been all good things that have resurfaced. It is odd how long ago it was. I keep on thinking that 1992 was just a couple of years ago, and then I actually do the math and no, that was 20 years ago. All the music we listened to in high school technically should be on the classic rock radio station right along with Elvis and The Beatles.
The other night I had a new dream which I think is trying to piece the old with the new. I went back to a restaurant I used to work at (in the dream) where there used to be a kitchen and dining on two floors. I came back to visit, and they did away with dining on the second floor but the kitchen was gone on the first. So the staff had to haul the food and dishes up and down the stairs all the time. I went back and peaked in the kitchen and there were several people there who I didn’t recognize but recognized me. They seemed to be pissed or angry, they were frowning anyway. After that I had gone back to my car, which was my old Saturn I had, and there was snow on the ground.
Now I did work at a place called The Manor House in Denver, and it did have three floors, the basement was the dish / veg prep area, and it did have two floors of dining and two kitchens, the top kitchen they opened up on weekends and when it was going to be busy. I was a dishwasher there and was in Restaurant Arts class at the time and wanted to cook there. I kept on asking the chef to let me cook for them and they didn’t let me. They did let me bus tables for a while. I finally quit because I applied to be a cook but ended up washing dishes because they said that when a position opens up to cook I would, even though I saw people hired on as cooks several times, without promoting me there. They did have the best wild mushroom strudel there. It was layers of philo dough / puff pastry, 5 or 6 different mushrooms, and a yummy Madeira wine cream sauce. I have always wanted to try to veganise it and make it but I haven’t done it yet.
Anyway, I don’t know if the dream had anything to do with The Manor House, but that is the only correlation I can make.
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