Since starting LCing, I have had the wildest, most vivid dreams! Glorious Technicolor dreams of the silliest things, and they seem so real! You know how sometimes you can say to yourself, "Hey, dummy, this is just a dream!". Well, I never clue in, not even when I discover that the cupboard in the living room is actually a dry cleaning machine that will wash, iron, fold, and package my husband's shirts, and then match them with a tie!
BTW, we don't have a cupboard in the living room.
Housework I have dreams about, but not food.
I have had dreams where I'm smoking, though, and it's been five years since I quit.