I had not eaten a vegetable all day. That is very odd for me, as I usually have a salad at lunch and at least a veggie side with dinner. My body was in a little bit of shock about that. So naturally, I had the most adorable dream about carrots. It was just a brief dream. The carrots were organic rainbow baby carrots with the leafy stems still in tact. I remember craving a raw vegetable the first time traveling in Europe, something crunchy, un-edited farm fresh. At the time, that was hard to find. But tonight I decided to roast the carrots with a little olive oil and some spices. A little rosemary, cumin, a dash of turmeric, and what’s in this last little jar? I lightly sprinkle from the jar labeled “dancer”. Dancer Spice! I had a dream about dancer spice. -smile- Just a little dash, a little sprinkle of magic to make my toes point and my spirit soar.