4 Sep 2025
Dream
My husband and I were going to go to dinner at a very fancy and exclusive steakhouse later in the evening, with 2 other couples. I was in my early 30s. We had stopped in to get reservations. Somehow I got separated. I think I was looking at tables. There was an acquaintance in his early 60s at the finest table, located in a corner and on a pedestal. He looked like Tom Selleck. He saw me looking at the prime rib cooking in a large pot in the center of the pedestal table, in a sauce, maybe a stew. He asked if I was going to have that tonight. I nodded. He wanted me to make an even larger pedestal for the table, made of heavy acrylic with a wide triangle in it, tip pointed upwards. With his assistance I did. Then I was at the hostess stand with the others. The hostess offered us reservations at 9PM at a different area of the restaurant, I declined. She suggested 4PM, again in a different area of the restaurant. Again I declined. I suggested 4PM at the pedestal table and she hesitated. I told her that as often as we ate there, surely we could eat at the pedestal table at 4PM and she hesitated, then aquiesed and we were escorted to the pedestal table. It had no chairs, just 1 large wooden booth shaped an L.