Today We Celebrate a Dream

Martin Luther King once spoke of his dream. It was a beautiful dream. One that sadly may never become a reality. It didn’t in his lifetime. And in mine, it seems even further away. His dream? That we reach the true meaning of equality.

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MLK Day and No Peek Beef Tips

Martin Luther King Jr was a man of many things. He had a strong belief in God, in the value of family and in America. He visualized a world that knew no color. It was a good dream for a struggling nation.

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Greatness Demands Humility

Savoring the Words of Wisdom from a great man of God:
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. – Martin Luther King Jr.

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Michigan’s Walk to Freedom

Hello Monday! It’s the 3rd Monday in January, and here in America we honor a great man, Martin Luther King Jr. It’s also the 18th of January – National Michigan Day. There had to be a way to bring these two National Days together. And lucky for me, there is.

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Great Men Believe in the Power of Dreams

Today America celebrates MLK Day. Dr. King was born on January 15, 1929 in Atlanta, Georgia. Like so many National Holidays, his birthday is celebrated on a Monday, rather than his actual birthday, creating that beloved Three-Day Weekend. While some folks have the day off, the rest are working in the retail and service industries. After all, MLK Day is a good excuse to buy a new mattress or dining room set. And all that shopping works up an appetite.

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A Southern Menu to Honor a Great Man

At first, I felt very intimidated when I sat down to plan a special menu for MLK Day. After all, I am viewed as a white woman by the world around me. My father is a mix of native American and Irish-English decent. My mother came from Filipino-Spanish ancestry with a dash of Chinese for good measure. While I consider myself to be a Heinz-57,  I am perceived as a white woman. An old white woman who can still remember a time when “Whites Only” was the norm. An old white woman whose education began in a school without “color” and all the faces looked like mine. What could I possible understand about honoring a man of such greatness?

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