I rarely remember dreams but there is the odd occasion when I do, usually when I have had strange food or eaten a lot in the daytime. Sunday night, after R's birthday barbe was one such occasion. I woke the next morning and clearly remembered the dream.
Much later edit: I should have finished writing this post at the time, because I have totally forgotten what the dream was and I can't remember any since. I should just delete this post, but what the heck.