Just about everyone who knows me at all knows I’m a foodie. I have my favorite foods, my favorite restaurants, my favorite smells… The last few weeks I didn’t have cravings per say…. nothing sounded awesome. Certain foods sat better than others, but I didn’t have a specific wish list. Then the dreams began. I dream that I am visiting in Maryland, surrounded by friends and family and my favorite foods! I dream of liverwurst sandwiches on baltic rye bread (sorry, Oma, I like it better than the fancy stuff…). I dream of rouladen and sherbert at my Oma’s house. I dream of crab dip and comfort foods at my…