Welcome to my dreams!

1. [Non-Lucid]
Me and my family are on holiday in Florida, we are choosing where to eat our last meal as we fly home the following morning, we find a nice little restaurant, its pretty small.

Fragments:
I see a lot of meat around the place.
We talk to the owner of the restaurant.

2. [Non-Lucid] [A little Vivid]
I'm in a restaurant with my uncle David I think, we decide we don't like it here so we decide to leave through the back door (the door was glass and is between 2 wall sized windows).
We go past this party of 2 to leave the building when all of a sudden 1 of them gets up and started apologizing, (for some reason this black guy believes we are leaving because of him) so I sit down at the table across from him (a big, white, round table).
Now I'm trying to tell him that we are not leaving because of him, it appears he is too busy arguing with the waiter to pay attention to what I am trying to say.
Eventually it got sorted and we finally left the flippin' building.