Drove Mom up to PA to fulfill some family obligations. Staying at brother's house. Dreamed I had big plate of waffles, but the fat guy from Cafe Diem (Eureka, the TV show) stole them. Woke up craving waffles, and discovered my sister-in-law had made a huge batch and they were still warm. I'm either psychic or my subconscious mind is able to identify smells that are subliminal to the conscious mind because I was three floors and two twisty staircases and a closed door away from the actual waffles.