Fantasy Droolness

 
A friend of mine recently posted on her blog asking if any of us could reflect one of our fantasies with a photograph or painting.   And although I normally don’t feel drawn to respond to requests of this nature, for some reason this one got me feeling awfully inspired, what with this rich inner fantasy life that I have and everything.   Like, I thought that all that fantasising and droolness I do over stuff every so often  must  be representable in some kind of image, right?   So I therefore must be able to find  some  kind of image to accurately represent my fantasy droolfestness.
 

After all, I has mad creative skillz!

 
So, one thought tumbled after another as I got to drooling I mean,  thinking  about what kind of image would reflect that rich inner fantasy life that I’ve been imagining fantasising about.   And what I came up with, well, I think that you might have been expecting something like this from me, Lady Julia.   :p
 

(or hoping?   fearing, maybe?   whatever, at any rate, I found the whole process quite diverting!)   :D

 
So I put together this picture of my latest fantasy droolness, just for you.   :)

Enjoy!
 

droolfest!

Our meal at Yamamori Sushi, a  (fabulous)  restaurant on Lower Ormond Quay in Dublin, featuring tatsuta-age, sticky rice, and a coke  (for kvetch);  seafood futomaki  (with tuna),  broccoli wakame cucumber sunomono, and a small sake  (for me);  miso soup, green tea, and banoffi pie  (which we both scrummed up).

 
Note:   Although I do regularly fantasise about meals like this one, my primary fantasy element of this particular image is …

• The bill.

 
Didja guess?   ;)