Last year, on Martin Luther King Day, I took my younger son out to brunch. While waiting for our food, I was seized with an urge to stack the little paper cream containers that came with my coffee. It was more than an urge. It was……a Dream! Like Dr. King, I has a Dream that I could stack all of the creams into a tower and balance the ceramic dish on top. It was quite a moment, but back then we didn’t have cellphones with cameras.
Whenever I’m presented with a dish full of cream containers, I attempt the miracle, but it only works when I genuinely feel possessed of the Dream. Behold my miracle performed on Saturday, in a Long Beach diner.