I have a lot of dreams… As in, I see myself doing a lot of different things. Most of these dreams I see coming into fruition. Some of them, I am aware, still need to be sorted through and prioritized. For Example: One of my dreams is to own a cafe. Actually I always assumed my sister and I would run the cafe. We would narrow in on the early part of the day and most likely stick to breakfast items, baked goods, soups and sandwiches. Now, I know this sounds familiar, but it is not Panera. It is personal, and specialized and everything you’d want a cafe to be. Next, I want to be a coffee roaster. I have done a lot of research in this area. For instance, I realize that I am not living at the proper elevation or climate to grow the fruit. I do not have the facility to harvest the beans. However, I can properly store green coffee beans and roast them, with practice, to perfection (ideally). If given the right opportunity… I would prefer a professional grade drum roaster (as opposed to air,) because I like a good French roast, and I am not afraid to be hands-on. And there in lies the problem. Although the two of these dreams sound like they go hand-in-hand, I realize that to be truly efficient at both would require great skill, and in reality I should probably pick one.
A more recent (as opposed to years of desire) dream is to own a specialty kitchenware store. How fun would that be? I love the stuff. I have every shape of Bundt pan, Madeleine cookie sheets, popover pans, over 100 cookie cutters, a food mill… almost more apparatuses than I can comfortably store. And they say if you’re doing what you love it’s not work. And then, of course, I could have dinner parties in the back of the store! It’s almost too much to take in. The thought alone is totally amazing! Or totes amaze (depending on who’s reading).
I have a strong desire to have a farm. I have convinced my family, well mainly Owen because the kids were on board straight away, that we should raise chickens. Now, due to community ordinances (I live in a subdivision), I realize that these would be just pets. Pets that provide us eggs! Yay! My supportive parents found us the most adorable little chicken coop that will house two female chickens. No need for a rooster since we’re not ‘raising’ chickens (yet). Again, they are just our pets. But if I were to be completely honest, I have to let you know that I would also like a goat. A goat for cheese, and maybe in the future a dairy cow. I can see the value in a cat to chase away the mice. It has to be an outdoor cat, because my mother is very allergic and would never be able to visit otherwise. And my farm would also include a dog. I mean really, when you envision a farm don’t you see some large dog, like a collie, running through your acreage? Besides, how else are you going to herd the sheep? Just like two sheep, that’s plenty for me. And two gardens, a full vegetable and flower garden. Hey, I’m dreaming right? But if I have to, I can stop at the goat, or maybe the dairy cow… and two gardens. I definitely need the two gardens.
A little farm, with a cafe that sells my roasted beans and kitchenware… Is that a thing? It is to me, ahhh, the stuff that dreams are made of.