Franklin Veaux (tacit) wrote,
Franklin Veaux

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Okay, so.

I don't like beer.

I don't know how to cook.

I don't know how to brew beer, except that the process involves mashing up some kind of grain at some step along the way. Oh, and I think yeast are involved, too.

I don't know a thing about spices; see reference to "don't know how to cook" above.

Nevertheless, last night I had a dream in which I came up with a new recipe for beer (which, just for the record, I don't even drink). Said recipe involved nutmeg (which I know is a spice of some sort) and curry (which I believe to be a spice of some sort). I brewed large quantities of this beer, which I then loaded into the back of a station wagon, so that I could drive all over merry old England (a country I've never visited) selling it to pubs and bars.

Apparently, it was a big success, and by the end of the dream, Molson Brewing Company (a company I wasn't even sure was real--I had to Google it just now) was negotiating with me to buy the rights to the beer for millions of dollars.

Either I have a secret font of arcane, esoteric knowledge buried deep inside my head somewhere, or someone else has been using my brain while I'm asleep. Would you even put stuff like curry and nutmeg in beer? I have no idea.
Tags: dreams, high weirdness
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