Friday, September 6, 2013

Letter to Julia 20130907

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

I don't really know what drives little Fluffy's craving for carrion.  I think Fluffy used to be a market cat, those cats always ate the leftover, rotting stock.  Perhaps it's just a desire for variety.  Muslims are not allowed to eat carrion.  I do enjoy ripened and fermented foods, but as they are prepared, then they should be OK inshaAllah.  I love blue cheese and gorgonzola, not just for dipping sauce for chicken wings, but just to snack, to nibble while I watch TV.  I can't find blue cheese here in Malaysia, especially with my current economics, so for years I have been craving it.  Then I found a worthy substitute: cured salted fish.  Yum!  It took a while to discover, but it was was worth it.  Now I have something to nibble.

How's business, Julia?  I hope they are not making you feel like a clown.  There is no need to be divided about the hypocrites.  Just squash them.  Unless they refuse to fight, and they keep their peace.  And no, I'm not comparing Fluffy to you.  You are my queen, I am so proud of you, and I want you to be happy and confident.  I try with all my heart not to say words that would hurt your feelings.  Sometimes I like to joke, so you can perhaps smile a little, but I'm not perfect, and I can make mistakes, so please have mercy on me if I slip.  But otherwise, I take great care not to say things that would make you feel bad.  I love you.  You are the most beautiful girl in the world, and I want to marry you.