I'm in a foreign apartment, somewhere away on travels. A woman who is apparently our host, who appears Asian, is cooking up some very delicious-smelling pancakes, but it's taking a long time, it's late and I'm hungry.

Somebody mentions going out shopping for souvenirs, and I say that I am planning to do some souvenir-shopping tomorrow, as it's my last day here.

It appears that the cooking is finally done, and the pancakes are all arranged on a plate. I take a piece of toast from the top of the plate and start eating it. It's not very good, very dry without butter or anything, and a little bit burnt, but I'm so hungry I'll eat anything. Then I notice that nobody else is eating, and I feel rather awkward that I've somehow messed up the meal presentation when it isn't even time to eat yet.