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Summer Cooking at the Baldridge
I must confess as early as now -
There is no Baldridge family that I know of
So how can I even go cooking?
Not a dish at the Baldridge?
Not a summer nor any other season
Have I done a trial-and-error on any recipe
I would usually be chilling
In a hotel room like this in Las Vegas
Cooling off from the boiling heat outside,
Imagining the thrill of cooking at the Baldridge
Amidst all the sights and sounds of Vegas -
The slot machines, the shows, the buffets
There is a big possibility one has taken my place,
Taken the delight of mixing dry and wet ingredients,
Or even made dessert with the Baldridge children
Fourth of July 2008 was the only time
I almost cooked with the Baldridge
When I hung out with Billie to do the barbeque
I must confess as early as now -
There is no Baldridge family that I know of
So how can I even go cooking?
Not a dish at the Baldridge?
Not a summer nor any other season
Have I done a trial-and-error on any recipe
I would usually be chilling
In a hotel room like this in Las Vegas
Cooling off from the boiling heat outside,
Imagining the thrill of cooking at the Baldridge
Amidst all the sights and sounds of Vegas -
The slot machines, the shows, the buffets
There is a big possibility one has taken my place,
Taken the delight of mixing dry and wet ingredients,
Or even made dessert with the Baldridge children
Fourth of July 2008 was the only time
I almost cooked with the Baldridge
When I hung out with Billie to do the barbeque
Jeffrey Yabut graduated with a degree in
B.S. Electronics and Communications Engineering. For 9 years now, he has resided
and worked as a Parts Domestic Buyer in Torrance, CA. Inspired by various poets and personal experiences, he has written more
than 500 poems since 1995. His themes embark upon
the higher insights on life, love, and spiritual maturity.
Email: Jeffrey Yabut
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