This doesn't really belong in this thread, but it involves food and is very weird, so here we go.
Last night I had a dream where I was on Top Chef. I had won the season already, but there was time for one more episode. So they had me cook an 8 course meal.
The strangest part is that the kitchen I was cooking in was a certain StyleForum member's kitchen. But on the other side of his kitchen, was my parents dining room. So I cooked in his kitchen, then plated in my parent's dining room, then sent the food out to the guests.
It was going great, the amuse and first 5 courses were incredible. Then we got to the very final savory course, which was a lamb dish. Shit just started TANKING. I mean, deeper in the shits than I can even imagine. All of a sudden, the little cutie from the Next FoodNetwork Star, Kelsey Nixon, shows up. She convinces me that my lamb dish is a bad idea, and that my final savory course should be loin of rabbit. So somehow we magically make a rabbit dish in the 15 minutes between courses. The judges hated my rabbit dish, those ungrateful fuckers. Tom Colicchio said it was one of the worst courses on any season of Top Chef ever.
Then we send out the two desserts and they are going okay.
After dinner, I had planned to send out little chocolates that I had made. They tasted great. Then, Kelsey walks up to me and says "Let's give them this keffir lime instead!" and shoves a keffir lime in my face. It doesn't look like a keffir lime. I taste it. It has the pit of a cherry, the crunch/texture of a radish, and tastes exactly like a keffir lime.
So I agree to serve the keffir lime.
What do I do with it? I decide to pickle it.
Yes. The very last taste I gave the judges was a pickled fucking radish/cherry/keffir lime.
Tom walked back in the kitchen and said "that was so terrible, we've decided to not have a winner of Top Chef this season."
As soon as he said that, I woke up.
It was fucking weird