I dreamed I was at a restaurant and was served Broccoli Cheese Tres Leches Cornbread Cake.
It was a fresh baked 6" cornbread/vanilla sponge cake hybrid with broccoli cheddar soup poured over the top.
I ate it with my hands and it was delicious.
Sunday night I dreamed I was walking around at a food festival in a park.
Eventually, I found a coworker of mine grilling burgers that looked really good, but I wasn't hungry at the moment.
Across from him was large bald man in who was selling "Texas Style Korean BBQ," which were crusty jpegs of pork chops cooked on the ground (it looked a lot like grass blocks from Minecraft). I had to step carefully around the hot ground tiles he was cooking on in order to pass.
Was offered a free sample but cooking on grass and dirt blocks felt like such a major health code violation that I politely declined.
I have no context for this, but it made me laugh enough to write it down and attempt to re-create.
I couldn't tell you why my dreams have frequent Italian food themes. I do love spaghetti, though.