“To dream of eating pancakes, denotes that you will have excellent success in all enterprises undertaken at this time.”
That sounds good. Overly broad perhaps, but encouraging.
I had to look it up because two nights ago I had a dream about pancakes. More like a nightmare really. I wasn’t eating pancakes. I was trying to make pancakes. For lots of hungry people. Every burner in use, every dish in play, and yet unable to produce a single pancake. It was incredibly stressful and vivid. And it had never happened on U.S. sheets. I googled further.
“Making and/or serving pancakes in a dream forecasts an exciting and gratifying increase in social activity. Eating them signifies success in your current undertakings.”
Yeah, yeah, yeah – but what about my dream – the one where I couldn’t get pancake to table. The one where people like my son and Michelle Obama asked, “I thought this was supposed to be a pancake breakfast?” Apparently this was not a common dream sequence, so I wonder if:
I’ve read “Curious George Makes Pancakes” a few too many times. Or I’m wishing I had a second pair of hands like George.
I’ve overly complicated pancakes. Sometimes just adding water is all you need.
The whole world is becoming gluten intolerant, so save the sappy golden goodness of maple syrup for steel cut oats.
Would I have been successful had I had bangs?
Come on Kate – pancakes are so much easier than crepes or waffles! Although I was reassured to read that:
“To dream of eating a waffle indicates that you need to come down from your lofty ideals and approach life from a more pragmatic perspective.”
Or, as another website offered:
“If the pancakes were made of buckwheat, the augury is of a calm life with slow but steady progress.”
I don’t know if they were made with buckwheat, but I have
bought buckwheat in the past and flour was all over my kitchen floor. Slow and steady progress. I’ll stick with that. I can’t figure out everything I need to know,
or do, all at once. I’m not expected to
throw a brunch just yet. I’m getting to
know a new place, and a new way of doing things. And so today, I will walk with my camera and
see what I can see – stop for a coffee, say something in French out loud, and
buy some croissants for tomorrow’s breakfast.