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With apron tied and heartbeat racing
I pass the heat lamps and smell of bacon
I can't believe this dream came true
In a land so far, so different, so new
My new kitchen in my new place
The hustle and bustle, a fragrant maze
These new spices, tools, and cuts
Bring my home dishes to a new light
I work with passion
my dishes take flight
to shock and awe
the palettes that sit here tonight
We work hard, the team and I
the knifes are sharp and heat is high
but I pinch myself at every chance
cause I'm a chef in this dream land
About the Creator
G. A. Botero
I have a million bad ideas, until a good one surfaces. Poetry, short stories, essays.
Resist.


Comments (1)
I want to come to your new kitchen and try your food. I loved this poem!