Food safety dreamin’

After nearly seven years living with a food safety nerd, it’s only natural that food safety would invade my dreams. Last night I dreamt I was going through a cafeteria line and the concept was to let us choose our meat, then pass it to the cook who prepared the meat to order. I was quite upset when I realized the raw beef patty was touching my bun. As we were shuffled along through the assembly line, I decided I didn’t want my hamburger. But what were they going to do with my now cross-contaminated bun? Serve it to someone else? Fortunately a few other disturbing events intervened and there was no foodborne illness outbreak before I awoke.