I've forgotten my dreams again although I might've dreamed about Annie. Anyway, this is what I remember: Ron had bought a big box of donuts that were in the pink and mauve carpeted hallway in a hotel where we were staying. It was a box of eclairs that were strangely vertically packed. I chose a yellow one from the right because it was a bit twisted. The donut was dusted lightly with powdered sugar and had egg in the batter. It was crumbly. The filling was a fluffy lemon meringue like I've never known. It must've had a bit of cream whipped up in it. It was the most sumptious donut I've ever had.
