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

I've been bad about recording dreams lately.

Anyways, last night I dreamt that my husband was a sorcerer and we were on a bridge or pier that went over a lake. Towards the north, we could see all sort of birds --mostly raptors-- flying among the trees along the shore. Many of them were like bald-headed eagles, but with more white on their bodies. Then, when we sitting together on the pier, a big snowy owl landed directly between us and let us get a nice look at it before taking off again. As a bird watcher in the waking world, I was impressed!

The past month, I've had a number of dreams on a new theme: taking over cooking in someone else's kitchen. In one dream, my husband and I were at a Bob Evans owned by a friend of ours (a dream detail; we don't have any such connection in waking life). The friend had just opened the place, and was having lots of trouble. His waiters and waitresses were so slow that they could barely serve coffee, much less bring out food, and his cook was way behind. We knew we'd have to wait for hours to get dinner. So, I stepped into the kitchen and took over the cooking. Most of it was placing frozen foods in ovens, and I was doing a much better job than they guy they'd hired to cook. The owner, seeing that things were under better control, got up and left! But the waiters and waitresses were still really slow, and I felt bad that my husband was waiting out in the dining area alone.

In another dream, we were staying at a Bulgarian resort. It was sort of dark and cold, and we were in cabin-like buildings in a forest with other people all around. The food was so bland and terrible that I again decided to cook some myself. This went over well with the other guests.