Iron Chef Joey

Nothing has happened to me in the last 24 hours that is Blog worthy, so I think I'll waste this space telling about the dream I had.

So, I was a Chef competing on the Iron Chef challenge, but I had 2 challengers. The first challenger was a real chef, and the other was my brother, Erik. The secret ingredient was unveiled, and it was salmon. I was quite confident in my skills to create some delicious dishes with the salmon, but I had no sue chefs, so there wasn't enough time to do everything. I was feeling frantic, but I pulled it together to dream up a menu of spicy salmon/couscous salad, a salmon carpaccio (which I'm not even sure would work), and a caramelized smoky salmon thing. I was running around the weird kitchen looking for potatoes (I don't even know where they fit into my menu, but there was such an urgency in getting them), but there were no potatoes there. Then I started to cry because I couldn't find any of the ingredients I wanted.

In my personal analysis of this dream, there is a lot of symbolism that is blatantly obvious. Crying over not having a potato is representative of my real life frustration of not being able to find my slipper. But we can take that analysis one step further.... My Slipper is representative of a life path; I can't find my way in life, so I channel that frustration onto the conundrum of the missing slipper.

So the moral of this story is - once I fink my slipper, my life will once again have meaning.