Last night

[siannan]

I dreamed I met Vanessa Williams. She was quite cordial, and we discussed acne treatments. She serves a lovely tea party. The cress sandwiches were perfect, and she had lapsang souchong for me. I love lapsang souchong, I said, and she concurred that Earl Grey is far too often substituted for personal taste. So we nibbled our dainty sandwiches and sipped from Royal Albert china cups (Old Country Roses pattern, so classically pretty) and enjoyed the view of Niagara Falls from her cottage gazebo. I hate to depart, I said, but I am needed at the glassblowers. Oh, don't trouble yourself, Vanessa replied. Come back Wednesday evening, I'll be hosting a cheese tasting, sponsored by Laughing Cow. I dislike Laughing Cow, so I inquired as to whether I could bring a wedge of asiago.

Then I woke up, but without a craving for asiago. I think I'll eat some anyway.