Last night I dreamt of a dish of pasta with thick and creamy vodka sauce, topped with an even thicker caramel drizzle. In my dream I made it for myself as a shameful treat, and enjoyed it in front of the TV.

Typically you would have penne alla vodka, but I opted for spaghetti in the dream because the hollow penne noodles would be filled with caramel, which would disrupt the balanced taste.

I’m tempted to recreate this but am undecided, I’m not sure I’ve ever actually made a vodka sauce and wouldn’t want to disappoint myself…

someone made me this pasta in a dream. the sauce is sautéed onions, ginger, milk, flour, and gochujang. in the dream the pasta was spaghetti but i only had chickpea penne. i don't really understand what the tofu was supposed to add. it feels unnecessary. but the sauce was very good.

I had a dream that I was part of a “ladies who lunch” group and all of them were trying to lose weight and were raving about new dessert-themed sparkling waters with no sugars or calories. They all went around and mentioned their favorite flavors: tiramisu, cookies and cream, strawberry cheesecake, key lime pie, Boston cream pie, and other weird flavored seltzers.

It was a recipe my grandmother brought to me in a dream. She called it "toothpaste chicken" not because it had real toothpaste, but because the sauces were supposed to congeal around the bottom of the dish in a texture reminiscent of toothpaste. It had a tomatoey flavor. I had to pretend to enjoy it because the name was enough to put me off (and because I love my grandmother of course and would not want to hurt her feelings). It was not bad, but it also was not good.

i had a dream i was going to a building, which was some sort of modern, Western looking high school/college, with a walkway and a brick exterior and large entrance. however, when i got inside, it was just my house, everything the same. but all the curtains were different and it was decorated for christmas. in the kitchen i found my brother baking. (this happened scenario another dream). this time he was making something that had him bent over, deeply focused on the task at hand, which a pair of tweezers, placing something. lined baking sheets and bowls covered the surface of the counters. i was telling him that the outside of the house looked completely different and to come and see it, but he shushed me and said to grab more sticks for the ‘Santa On A Sticks’, but before i could ask what he meant or bring him outside, i saw a bag of the sticks, so i just brought them up to him. as i walked up i saw what he was making. sticking out of some floral foam, so they stood upright, were a dozen sticks, topped with miniature Santa figurines. i asked him if he had made them himself, and he said they were formed out of marzipan, covered with white chocolate and other fondant decorations. i studied the Santas. they were delicately detailed; every last handmade fondant belt buckle or button was placed with precision. i watched as he brushed Santas shoes with a simple syrup to make them shine, then brushed Santas cheeks with edible pigment. the Santas looked like this https://www.ebay.com.my/itm/195390956063 and underneath his feet (which were on a solid, black non edible platform, which blended with his feet and connected into it was the simple wooden dowel.) you would hold onto the stick as you ate the edible St Nick. i admired it for a long time before he finished the last bunch and pulled out two fancy white boxes, with those cellophane windows that covered the top and one of the side panels, and started placing them in, in a sort of ring in a shallow dish. i asked where they were going, he simply said, “the bakery”. eventually all of them were now inside of the boxes and i helped him take them out to the door. when we went outside the house looked normal again.

relayed by my brother, he slammed 2 pickles into a frying pan, where they then phased out of existence only to be replaced with powdered pickles. A few moments later the pan screamed like a kettle and ejected a disc like a computer, the disc said 'pickles' on it. He then placed the disc into a sandwich. unfortunately, he woke without tasting it.

Meat I pulled from my backpack labeled "elmo meat" with a consistency similar to ground beef or chorizo.

Pizzaghurt (pizza yogurt) was a weird side quest in a dream of mine and now haunts my every waking moment. Greek yogurt with garlic & basil marinara sauce and a toasted “crust-crumble” swirled through it like cheesecake crumble gets put into ice cream sometimes. Mainly sold at carts in big American cities like hot dogs despite being spelled the British way. Standard pizza toppings can be mixed in but purists only accept the OG swirl (main plot point in the dream). Kinda want to try it to see if it actually works.

had a dream that i saw a recipe for “cracked marble pie”. there were either edible marbles or you could use legitimate normal marbles for the recipe. first you baked them at a high heat so they would crack open to reveal the “cracked marble jelly”, a watery, kind of membrane-y, viscous substance with a slight chemical taste and a black pepper/lemon flavour. the “cracked marble jelly” made your mouth feel cold. you would mix the “cracked marble jelly” with flour (like a water pie) and something called “applemelon wine”, a Japanese delicacy. then a lid would be placed on and you would bake it. the chemical flavour was toned down by the sweet, tart, applemelon wine, and it thickened into your standard water pie texture. it was contrasted by the lemon and black pepper flavour that remained, with the fruity aroma. would you try cracked marble pie?

I bought them at a grocery store in my dream. In the dream they were a limited release, and unfortunately they were stolen from me after putting the package down. They tasted a little berry like, but were still very good! It had sprinkles inside like this- which this image was on the packaging. On it, there was one ring shaped sprinkle for some reason.

I use my notes app on my phone as a dream journal of sorts, and almost two years ago I dreamt of these fruits. I just found this sub, so I thought I’d share them. They looked so sparkly and colorful and amazingly delicious. The pumpkins were like little sparkly galaxies, the corn had blackberries and raspberries in between the corn kernels, and the volley ball fruits were gorgeous looking and looked like exciting cantaloupes.

dreamt of this delightful item a few weeks back. before u ask i’m ok and have transitioned from nightmares about stressful times to esoteric concoctions that represent emotional turmoil instead. always been a vivid dreamer so i’ll definitely be revisiting this sub if any more recipes are revealed to me 😂

Had a dream last night that my husband and I were having cocktails with a former friend and she ordered a drink called vodka salad- it was literally lettuce in a glass with vodka poured over it. She claimed she drank them all the time because they were healthy.

dreamt my mom handed me a clear pepsi called “Pepsi Silli” because she didn’t like the flavor. It was in a transparent can that had a note on it that said “Milk is in 0/3 of the denied” in a stylized font. I interpreted it to mean there is no milk despite common misconceptions that Pepsi Silli has milk in it. The flavor was like unflavored la croix with electrolytes in it

Waking up this afternoon, I had a dream I was going to bake some pancakes for a class of students (I'm not a teacher in real life) but I had mixed up my bag of "pancake ingredients" with a bag of "buffalo chicken seasoning"

So I made these savory pancakes that tasted similar to spicy cheez-its, but with the softness and texture of biting into a pancake.

I remember calling them "softers" because, unlike cheez-its or other crackers, they don't "crack".

Last night I dreamt I was at someone’s birthday party and they served what looked like a pizza slice with a lot of melted cheese and ground venison as the toppings, but the pizza slice was also dipped in a bowl of creamy melted cheese

Yesterday i had a dream where a new food trend was happening. It was apples, but cut into squares with the skin still on. And it was drenched in melted butter and sprinkled with cinnamon and i think sugar? I was so mad at the trend for some reason and i started screaming when i saw one of my friends in the dream make it. Today i will try to make it, do yall think it would taste good or no?

Had a dream I went to my sister and BIL's place for an elaborate multi-course dinner. When I told my sister between courses that I was getting hungry waiting for the next course, she gave me a blueberry scone with an egg in it, in the style of egg in a hole. Today, I made one at work. Coworkers and I all thought it was surprisingly decent.

A week or two ago I had a dream that I’d had a double cheeseburger using black garlic so I made it into a reality for my boyfriend and I! Very filling, would make again but with smaller patties. Has sent both of us into a food coma

The one year anniversary of my butter gin coincides with me finding this sub today, hi guys. Here's a spooky story of somnimixology for you all.

It came to me many moons ago; a brown butter and gin cocktail with a stick of butter sticking out. It had occupied my mind since that august, so last hallows eve i sought out to manifest that horror.

Thus i brewed a potion. 2 pt Gin on the rocks 1 pt browned unsalted butter 3/4 pt Lemon juice 3/4 pt Simple syrup Foamed egg whites Has a yellowy thick texture with a foam top Garnished with the rest of the stick of butter

It- wasn't very good, but there's something there? Maybe there's some kind of desert martini to come out of this one day but I can rest in peace for now.

Some sort of kebab like think I ate in a Uralic country in the British isles. It had a flame on top and some sort of pagan symbol with a number in the middle

i had a dream a LONG time ago (like 2015) where a redneck version of Guy Fieri was advertising spicy pickles to people (the dream was literally just the commercial so no particular audience). above is an artist’s interpretation of the pickles

It was like a beautiful blend of all nacho sauses made into a big hemogenus goop, and i dragged around just a big bucket of it in my dream entirely unrelated dream.