Poetry YouTube Poem YouTube Poem: Mother’s Culinary Dreams by Mark Tulin by Mark TulinFebruary 5, 2019 Comments 20 For the print version and commentary, please check out Mother’s Culinary Dreams at LetterPile. Share this:FacebookLinkedInPocketMoreTwitterPinterestRedditTumblrLike this:Like Loading... 20 comments on “YouTube Poem: Mother’s Culinary Dreams by Mark Tulin” Robert Parker February 5, 2019 Excellent! That was funny and also very poignant. Reply Mark Tulin February 5, 2019 Thanks, Robert. Reply Jordy February 5, 2019 Bless her heart, Mark. A lovely poem. I am sure she is chuckling wherever she is. Reply Mark Tulin February 5, 2019 I sure hope so, Jordy. 😊 Reply Jordy February 5, 2019 😊 tidalscribe February 5, 2019 My mother was the opposite – when she bemoaned her lack of talents in other directions we would say ‘but you are a good cook.’ We always had home made cake and she made Dad a rich fruitcake every week. Reply Mark Tulin February 5, 2019 It’s a shame your mom minimized her cooking talents. Anyone who could make a good fruitcake is worthy of my praise! Thanks, Janet. Reply Orvillewrong February 5, 2019 No doubt wonderful memories! Reply Mark Tulin February 5, 2019 They were, Malcolm. Reply Brad Hart February 6, 2019 yummy Reply ali5hba February 7, 2019 Amazingly well written!! So funny and not crude. Reply Mark Tulin February 7, 2019 Thank you. Glad you appreciated the humor. 🙂🙂 Reply forresting365 February 10, 2019 Awwww. This is so sweet. Love hearing You read Your work. Cheers! 🙂 Reply forresting365 February 10, 2019 NOT sweet that she caught her kitchen on fire….just her! 😂 Reply Mark Tulin February 10, 2019 haha. Yeah, I knew what you meant. 🙂🙂 forresting365 February 11, 2019 😄 Mark Tulin February 10, 2019 Thank you. She didn’t have to bake. She was sweet already. Reply forresting365 February 11, 2019 💖💖💖 John Lennon February 12, 2019 Waiting For One Bite… Reply Mark Tulin February 12, 2019 Thanks, John Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Post Next Post
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Excellent! That was funny and also very poignant.
Thanks, Robert.
Bless her heart, Mark. A lovely poem. I am sure she is chuckling wherever she is.
I sure hope so, Jordy. 😊
😊
My mother was the opposite – when she bemoaned her lack of talents in other directions we would say ‘but you are a good cook.’ We always had home made cake and she made Dad a rich fruitcake every week.
It’s a shame your mom minimized her cooking talents. Anyone who could make a good fruitcake is worthy of my praise! Thanks, Janet.
No doubt wonderful memories!
They were, Malcolm.
yummy
Amazingly well written!! So funny and not crude.
Thank you. Glad you appreciated the humor. 🙂🙂
Awwww. This is so sweet. Love hearing You read Your work. Cheers! 🙂
NOT sweet that she caught her kitchen on fire….just her! 😂
haha. Yeah, I knew what you meant. 🙂🙂
😄
Thank you. She didn’t have to bake. She was sweet already.
💖💖💖
Waiting For One Bite…
Thanks, John