Tres Leches
A meal is not a meal to me
Unless it has dessert.
When looking at a menu,
I kick in to high alert.
I have my favorites but at times
I’ll sample something new
And that is how a special treat
Came up for my review.
When dinner ended (Mexican),
We gave our guest the choice.
“Tres Leches cake” is what he chose;
I didn’t quite rejoice.
For it was unfamiliar
And like flan’s what I envisioned;
Since we were sharing, though, I’d bow
To what I’d not decisioned.
To my surprise, Tres Leches cake
Was heavenly delight!
With berries and meringue on top,
I savored every bite.
Had I objected, ‘twould have been
A terrible mistake
And the proof is in, not pudding,
But within Tres Leches cake!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2014
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