Chicken (Little)

     Oh, one of those dreams again. But who's to say which is dream state and which is real time. 

    We were in a large supermarket, and someone, David it seems, asked which would we rather have, a nice juicy steak or some other option, which I am unable to recall. I said I'd rather have the steak but that was not  practical for the number of people who would be eating. I decided on chicken, not any chicken parts but a whole chicken, which somehow seemed ample to fill the bill. I knew the weather was too hot to turn on the oven, but I'd had very good results cooking chicken in my electric frying pan, wedding gift vintage 1968, but it still works. 

   We began to scour the cases, looking for a whole chicken, and we couldn't find any. "There's one," someone called out, but it was just a package of legs or breasts. I thought I spotted one, but it turned out to be a game hen. I picked one out of the case thinking I found one, but no, it was a duck. There were no whole chickens in the store.

As we prepared to leave, I was intrigued by a display on the shelf advertising Honey for Cats."  I picked one of the packages up, interested in the concept, but decided against buying it, and went to place it back on the shelf. I didn't have to reach too far, because a man, ensconced high on the shelfing, reached out and replaced the package back in its rightful place on the shelf, with him somehow stationed just inside the display case. I wondered how that could be.

   I had a last card to play. I knew if I could get to the car, which I hoped was unlocked, that the problem would most likely be solved. I only hoped the car was unlocked. I hurried out of the store and down the street. It started to rain.

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When I woke up this morning, I thought the idea of roasting a chicken in the electric fryer sounded like a good idea. So this evening I went to SNS to get a chicken.  There were chicken drumsticks, chicken breasts, chicken wings, and chicken thighs, but not one single whole chicken. Dreams do come true.