Last night I dreamed about chocolate cake. You know the kind I mean: rich, dense and covered in thick, gooey butter cream frosting. The kind of cake that melts in your mouth and tempts you to take just one more bite. I'm normally not a big fan of cake and much prefer pie. But the cake I dreamed of last night was the kind that could change my mind.  After I woke up, I wondered what the dream meant. Was it simply a dream about cake, or was it some mysterious message from my subconscious? Was it