There are dishes that I’ve gotten from dreams. Like our oysters Bolognese: I was sleeping on a couch, and I woke up in the middle of the night and I was chewing. I was dreaming about having oysters on the half shell topped with Bolognese sauce. I was at some French restaurant that doesn’t exist, and had ordered the last five orders of oysters Bolognese. The other customers were pissed! So I had to share, and never got to taste one. The owner was so happy that I shared that he gave me a bowl of peanuts. But I woke up and I could feel those oysters in my mouth. I knew they’d be delicious. Now we serve them at the restaurant.