I had one of those anxiety dreams the other night where you're thrown into some weird impossible scenario and everything is going wrong and you don't know what to do and you can't figure out how you wound up there. I was somehow suddenly waiting tables at an unknown restaurant: I hadn't been trained; I didn't know where anything was; I didn't know the menu. But after trying (and failing) to take an order, I learned what the restaurant's specialty was: pepper ("What's the pepper special tonight?"), fancy exorbitantly priced artisanal pepper* presented in little thimble-sized servings.
What's the dream-symbolism of artisanal pepper?
* Is there such a thing? Of course.