Letter to Julia 20140517

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

Floofy is beginning to scrape around, looking for a place to put her kittens.  She was scraping about the corner of my bedroom, but I told her she can't put her kittens there.  Kittens may be cute and all, but their poop can still give out a frightful pong, which would keep me awake at night.  Besides, I don't sleep with cats.  I got Floofy a little cupboard to put her kittens in, and she has been scraping around in there, but I'm going to have to move them all inside after she gives birth.  I told Floofy that she and her kittens are welcome in my house, but she has to eat and poop outside, in her cage.  I guess I have no choice but to clean up after the babies.  She said, "Meow".  Typical of a cat to give an esoteric answer to everything.  Floofy is actually my first pregnant kitty.  I've known many a cat, but Floofy is my first pregnant kitty.  Ya Allah, please grant us beautiful, happy, and healthy kittens.

For dinner, it was pizza.  Yeah, I've started to make pizza again after a 6 year hiatus.  The difference, besides cheese, to making a great pizza is the oven.  A professional pizza oven is pre-heated to 500F, and has a concrete slate in it to cook the bottom.  So at home, I cook the crust first.  And since my teeny electric oven doesn't go to 500F, I have to put aside more time to cook the food.  I cook the bottom first on the stove top, on a flat pan.  Then I sauce it, and cook the crust without cheese.  On the menu tonight is sardine and cashew pizza.  I've been making perfect sardine dip lately, so I used it as pizza sauce.  And cashews taste like pineapple on pizza.  After all that is done, I finally put the cheese, and bake it long enough to just melt the cheese.  What to do, all I only have generic sliced cheese.  But the pizza is good.  I enjoyed it with my Mom's home made hot sauce, locally known as sambal belacan.  Tip to locals: sambal belacan is a perfect match with melted cheese.  Want some? 

I love you, I love you.  And of course, I need you, I need you.  You are my wives, inshaAllah.  The promise I made to you is for us, and not for my own personal gain.  What is being built here, this Casa de Julia in the name of Allah, is being built by us: me here, you in your far away, with Allah as our Helper and Protector.  Do not weaken our oath to each other and to Allah by way of deception.  What is with Allah is far superior than anything you can imagine or desire.