Res Ipsa Loquitur (phrase)- Latin, Legalese: "The Thing Speaks For Itself." . . . DREAM JOURNAL

Last night I dreamt that the semi-annoying neighbors next door had an Ethiopian restaurant operating out of the back/basement of their townhouse. True to dream form, the restaurant was much larger than would be possible given the townhouse's size. My husband and I were delighted and went there with a large group for an early dinner. They had oil-cooked potato squares that I could taste in the dream: really good. There were also the usual Ethiopian dishes and sponge bread. They had a bar area, and we were vowing to ourselves to go to the restaurant next door very often. Later, we were wandering through our neighbourhood and came across stands where people sold micro-brews made on site. So we had some local beer too.

Emotions: happy about the new place, and excited. Some embarrassment when I ate most of the first course without realizing that I was not sharing; fortunately, the waiters brought the real dinner right after anyways. Also felt very ignored by a friend who was catching up with someone from out-of-town while we were at the dinner.
Elements: novelty, discovery, great restaurant right next door that we had never known was there, likewise with great beers.

A few summaries of other dreams throughout the past week or so:

In one dream, I had inherited my maternal grandmother's house (which she no longer owns in real life). Most of my dreams set in the place are creepy. This one was less so: there was a sense of exploring, and it turned out that she had a huge indoor greenhouse (perhaps a symbol of a relative from that side who owned a floral/plant business in the early 20th century or, more generally, a skill with plants that runs in that side of the family).

In another dream, I was so frustrated with people and dealing with humans that I transformed myself into a wolf and ran away. Probably ties into all the stress of job hunting and constant feeling of powerlessness and frustration one gets from that. I really would rather be a wolf! Especially if my husband could be one too....

Oh, and last night I had a dream that my parents had two more kids: a young girl and a boy. I was struggling with the concept of suddenly having biological siblings, as I have been an only child for over 30 years. I felt very ambivalent about the whole thing, without ever realizing--in the way of dreams--that it would probably be impossible for them to have kids at their age.  I also was a bit nervous about the idea that I might have to raise the kids later on. As I woke up, I had a strong sense that this was another "coming to terms with aging" dream. Interesting.