Date: 8/12/2019
By samkost1
In this dream I had just gotten invited to a childhood friends birthday party. I drove to town early and picked up one of my good friends before the party and went to the grocery store to pick up a few things before meeting everyone else. We parked the car and went inside only to be amazed at how much our regular grocery store had changed. Usually this store was filled to the rim with shelve of food (like you would think any grocery store would be) but this one had gotten rid of everything, replacing it with things like sports equipment and clothes, the only actual food being the dairy section and a freezer with frozen food in it. Melissa, the friend I entered with, told me she was going to go buy something for her family and went off to the sports section. I went to the freezer and looked at these boxes of chocolate covered cookies that were $6.00 for six decently sized cookies. But I had never tried them so I thought I better not, instead I opened the freezer and got out a ziplock plastic bag which contained three buns that were filled with whipped cream. I opened the bag and ate one while I tried to find Melissa. When I finally found her she was buying the smallest head to a golf club I had ever seen with the explication, “My dad is going to start playing golf” As she was buying this, my two other friends walked into the store and told me to buy some of those frozen cookies for the party. I walked over to the freezer with them and a store lady came to help us. She asked me what kind I wanted and I told her the mint ones. She then took out a huge cookie sheet with a small rectangle of a brown cookie on it, which you had to cut to get an actual cookie out of it. I asked my friends if we should get more of them since they didn’t look that big and I ended up leaving the store with three big cookie sheets and a bag of wiping cream buns. I put it all in the truck because all the seats of my car were full. I got into the back seat of the car letting someone else drive and we all went the party. Once we got there the girl and her mom were in the kitchen making dinner. They had a plate out and were putting little circles of grey muck onto it while singing and dancing; they were very excited about this dinner. We all gathered in the kitchen and asked what the grey things were, her mom turned and opened the microwave taking out cooked ones to show us. They looked like thick grey pancakes about the size of a small palm. She then proceeded to excitedly show us how to eat them, squirting ketchup onto the plate and putting a single slice of ham on it. Nobody ate the healthy “pizza” and nobody got the cookies from the trunk either. Then I woke up.