"If I could understand how, exactly, I came to run a restaurant in my parent's house, with a former - probably discredited - astronomy professor as a head cook and a scatterbrained waitress, I might be able to explain what happened that night."
Either from the dream, or afterward, I remember that a bunch of astronomers, or perhaps government agents, had stopped by one day wanting to talk with the cook, since the night before he had predicted the next occurrence in a series of astronomical anomalies that the. Astronomers hadn't been able to find a pattern in.
Alas, the dream turned to focus on me, and Bunny, the waitress, trying to get the kitchen going after Frank didn't show. There is also a lot I don't recall.
Once a bit more awake, I decided that *I* couldn't completely be the narrator, since it would make more sense to set the story near the VLA, not in Albuquerque's North Valley.
Now, if I could remember a bit more, and could write more than a 1 page story, I might have something.
Edit 7:46PDT -- Spelling fix of mobile posting