9.18.16 - Salad bar dream

Last night I had a dream about the best salad bar ever. First I drove up a winding path to the top of a hill covered in orchards and gardens. At the top was a small cottage-like building that turned out to be a restaurant, but all of the seating was outside at well-shaded picnic tables. Every table was covered with really beautiful, colorful ceramic bowls, each with different salad ingredients in them. I remember there were a lot of bowls that featured different cheeses, and one bowl with a bunch of sliced hard boiled eggs. Underneath each table was a custom made shelf that held a seemingly endless variety of dressings. It was one of the most delicious dreams I've ever had.