Foot Food

1. Late for Meditation

Late for meditation, or just in time, which is not good enough, because people might already have shown up.

2. Breakfast

Badminton.
Breakfast. Sausage. 

3. Organ Meat

At home of parents, family gathering of mother's side. Uncle L is there, aunt M. Cousin D. Mother features prominently, possibly because she is proud of the food she made, traditional family food, in the dream, something that we never ate at home, but the family is eager to start. All is on the dining table. Some people are in the living room.
It is all organs. It looks rather suspicious. My brother N takes first, of us three brothers. I know all the parts that I don't want to eat. He takes something or gets something served by mother, that rhymes with his name. I don't recognize it, but it looks fairly edible. My other brother and me get served another part, which is from the foot. I really don't look forward eating this. This can only come from a human foot by the way.
There was a slight chance for an alternative, and that would have been chips, much better.
Before that a part of the dream played upstairs in a building block. I feel lonely, though people are around me. Can't remember it all.

+4. Brother doing the Dishes

My brother N and his partner are at my place, it is time to do the dishes. My brother takes charge in the kitchen and is in front of the sink, his partner next to him. I look on.
I see him grab the soap and I am already fearing that he will use too much, and he does. I am usually very mean on the use of soap, rarely use any, and now he threatens to use all. With a little accident, when he drops the thing, the soap spills and half of it is out of the container. I'm not happy. N can't care, he sees things differently. But his partner tells him to be careful and not to use that much.