Where is my spaghetti?

Inspired from my own dream where I dreamt I was in a birthday party in a submarine enjoying a plate of spaghetti. The waiter took my plate away before I was done and although the party was filled with cakes and sweets, I went out of my way in the entire submarine looking for that cold bit of spaghetti left around the fork in the plate. The symbolisms of the dream were appalling to me, hence a painting followed - 2016