Monday, November 16, 2015

Letter to Erin 20151117

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

Hi there, beautiful girl!  I love you so much.  I'm writing to you a little later than usual, because when I went to the might market just now I got distracted by a kilo of chicken wings.  Yeah, it's chicken wing night tonight.  It's probably not a blessing that I eat a whole kilo of hot wings by myself, but everything's a blessing because sometimes we misinterpret.  I just meant to pick up some cilantro for my marinara sauce.  Chicken wings take a long time to cook, even at high heat.  Got to get that skin crispy, you know.  Plus being hounded by vicious beasts all that time.  But I gave the kittens their snackipoos after I got done devouring my share.  Oh, I forgot to make ranch dressing!

Well, of course I wish you were here to share my chicken wings with me.  I need you, you're my girl!  So I guess I'll make marinara sauce tomorrow morning.  I just made a batch of dough last night, which should be ready the day after tomorrow.  I like to make hard dough, so it ages slowly.  So I will be making a batch of chili as well.  That should warm you up during those cold nights of yours!  It was bloody hot again this morning.  You should be here, so you can wear a bikini 24/7.  No you can't, I won't let you.  Anyway, it looks like pizza will also be on the menu in the near future.  My basil isn't mature yet, but it should taste pretty good anyway.  InshaAllah.  I have a lot of experience making pizza, you know.  You're welcome to join me for pizza anytime.  Meanwhile, please bundle up and stay warm OK?