Sandwich dream

I had the strangest dream last night...(and isn't that opener always a cue to zone out or fake a head injury to end the conversation immediately? Because no one's recap of their dream is ever nearly as interesting as they think it is. Dreams basically are ineffable--no one will ever truly grasp the fucked-up imagery specific to the little mental corner of your world.)

Anyway, in the dream I was eating a sandwich. It was a steak sandwich, or possibly a patty melt. The point is that the bread was incredibly hard to chew and there was a great sense of frustration that chewing and tasting didn't seem to be working well, although the sandwich looked really good. I woke up face down with my mouth wide open, tongue dripping all over the sheet. That would explain the difficulty in chewing.

I had been reading Everyday Food just before bed--the steak/grilling issue.