RSS Feed

Category Archives: Food

Hock for pudding

Posted on

hock dream 1

I was somewhere, with someone, and we were eating a meal at a canteen. They had an interesting special for pudding. I couldn’t imagine eating a hock, especially for pudding.

(I looked it up, a hock is indeed “the joint in a quadruped’s hind leg between the knee and the fetlock, the angle of which points backwards” or “a knuckle of meat, especially of pork or ham”.)

hock dream 2

The chef came out and was quite persuasive.

hock dream 3

So I ordered one, to see what it was like.

hock dream 4

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but when it arrived, it was not what I expected.

hock dream 5

This is what a jolly jelly hock is. All set in a slightly sweet gelatin.

Guacamole, anyone?

Posted on

Guac dream 1

Somehow, I was hired help for a big party.

Guac dream 2

Guac dream 3

Perhaps, under some circumstances, a bin would be an excellent container to store vast quantities of guacamole for a party.

Guac dream 4

But not these circumstances.

How to eat cheaply for a year

Posted on

1 TV dream

So there I was, watching mindless TV, when this piqued my interest. I don’t know if it was reality TV or what, but I was interested.


This couple on TV had JUST got married but wanted to interrupt the festivities to teach us how we too could eat cheaply for a year.


Curiouser and curiouser.


Ooh. Ah. So this couple made a year’s worth of sandwiches from a whole lamb, and other bits and bobs. They’d prepare their sandwiches and freeze them. And eat the same sandwich EVERY NIGHT FOR A YEAR.

Chomp chomp chomp

Posted on


We were having a braai (barbecue/cookout) and Mike put a huge rack of ribs on the table.

braai 2

Before he finished telling us they were starters for all of us to share, I’d eaten the whole lot. Oops. Yum!

The wrong kind of date

Posted on

lunch date

I met a man and after chatting, we decided to go on a date. It was going to be a lunch date, at my house.

I was excited and nervous, as one is before a first date, and got everything ready…
lunch date 2

Alas… it seems we interpreted “date” differently.

lunch date 3

Guest submission: Rikus’s dream

Posted on

“A snippet of a larger dream sequence featured me sitting on my haunches by a fire, tearing into a porkball (one word). It consisted of all the juiciest, tastiest cuts from a deboned pig wrapped into a huge ball (60 cm in diameter) padded with lots of fat. The fat became crackling. Mmm… crackling. The porkball was roasted on open fire until awesome and consumed straightaway, still sizzling and dripping fat.
I’m still haunted by the loss of waking up in a world without porkball.”

As I am after reading about this epic porkball. Yum!

Huge apologies for being so quiet on the dreams front… we’ve just moved, and various parts of the dream drawing arsenal are still packed. But as a reward for being so patient, you get a dream about a porkball.

Cupcakes yet?

Posted on

And still no cupcakes, even though it seemed that everyone else knew about them.

(By the way, the crowds come from somewhere else – I’ve tried searching for them again to credit them properly, and I’m afraid I can’t find them.
And thanks to Michael for lessons on drawing escalators!)


Posted on

I was in a crowded shopping centre, when a random stranger approached me:

I hadn’t found them yet, when another random stranger approached me:

This dream occurred in episodes, so there will be more to come…

Surprise in the post

Posted on

Turns out, our lovely neighbour had been leaving chocolate croissants in our postbox for me all week. But the ants found them first, so they were all chewed and anty.

Moral of the story: if you leave ANYTHING involving chocolate in our postbox, please let me know IMMEDIATELY. Thanks.

Another talking dog??

Posted on

I was house sitting for a friend, and feeding her dogs and watering her plants. She didn’t mention either that her one dog didn’t like dog food, or that it could talk.

Here is the previous talking dog: