Natural Fish Silver

I had a dream I was in a fishing vessel with my old chefs. It was at night, the moon was up over the Atlantic ocean. Swordfish circled the boat in the moonlight. They swam up and breached the water with their swords. That was the night before I started training at the new restaurant. When I arrived I was handed a chef’s coat, to spend the night with the kitchen. I told the first cook I met my dream, and he told me his. In his dream, he was at the shore of Lake Michigan. He waded out in the water. Large whales and glowing iridescent fish swam by, accompanied by an ominous feeling.