Hannah’s Dream Dinner

My roommate Hannah is a phenomenal cook. I say this confidently, because I know what it means to not be a great cook. Well, I’m really just an amateur. Even though she’s a few years younger than me, she is what I aspire to be one day. Thankfully, she’s a really gracious teacher and has taught me a few valuable lessons in the kitchen.

It’s not unusual to see her whipping together something delicious out of thin air. She doesn’t set a timer for anything, and she has that keen sense that tells you something is done. I think she’s an Avenger of some sort.

One morning we were chatting in the kitchen, and she told me about the odd dream she had the night before. She dreamed that she made Italian food for all of us. She even remembered the recipe from the dream. We both took this a sign that she was supposed to make that recipe. So she did!

She gathered the ingredients from the dream and put it to the test that Friday night for all of our friends.

It was divine! Her dream became a reality. Not only was the course delicious, but she’s a bit of a chemist when it comes to cocktails. She made fresh aperol spritzes for all of us! My little heart could explode.