Last night I dreamt I was in a cigar shop. Like a real cigar shop, I remembered feeling overwhelmed with the amount of choices and my lack of knowledge. I told the shop keeper that I was a novice when it came to cigars and asked for his assistance. He brought me to the back of the shop and opened a small box. He then pulled out a danish with blueberries on top of it. "Smoke this" he said "and your whole house will smell like blueberries". I smiled politely and asked if he had anything else. Then he brings out this danish covered with cherries. He must've seen my confusion, because he proceeds to light the tip and smoke the danish.
At work today, I had a lengthy argument over whether a pastry can actually be lit on fire. I believe they can not.