Last night I dreamt about bats. More specifically, in my dream I was sitting with my mother under a bat-infested tree. One of them basically bit my neck and began to suck my blood. I woke up a little disturbed.
Did I see a vampire movie before going to bed? Or have a conversation about bat attacks? I did no such thing. But I do believe I know why I had a nightmare: The answer lies in what I ate for dinner. Yes, I am blaming Malaysian food. I consumed many delicious dishes yesterday: a shrimp roll, a green mango salad, tender short ribs marinated in coconut milk, and skate drizzled with curry sauce and sprinkled with a mixture of dried pork and shellfish. For dessert: a scoop of roasted almond gelato. I finished dinner by 9:30 and was in bed by 12:30. This is not especially late. I was not particularly full. And no, I was not drunk.
Prior to waking up today, any knowledge I had about this food-nightmares theory was based on hearsay. I was once told that eating sushi forRead More »from Is There a Connection Between Foods and Nightmares?