Letter to Erin 20151214

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

Hi there, beautiful and Sweetheart!  Are you having fun yet?  If you can look past the seriousness of it all, which I know you can, you will see that the whole situation is really kind of looney.  On a global scale.  It's not that the situation is confusing, but that people have been confused all their existence.  Allah guides whom Allah Wills.  They may desire to be starlets, but you are MY girl.  I love you and I need you.

I needed to make more marinara sauce for more pizza and stuff, so I had to go downtown to get the fixings.  I also wanted to buy dinner while I was out.  But none of the usual joints I go to were open for some reason.  Except Ina, and I was there yesterday.  The places that were open didn't look too appetizing to me, so that meant I had to cook my own dinner.  I looked around and everywhere I looked, people were buying burgers.  So I went with the flow, and decided on cheeseburgers tonight.  But not just any cheeseburgers.  I had some of my Mom's "sambal belacan" in my cooler.  I think I described to you what "sambal belacan" was before, basically a red hot pepper condiment with a fermented shrimp and tamarind kick.  It's a local food, and quite common here.  I told my Mom that "sambal belacan" matches perfectly with melted cheese, and she said "Yuck!"  But it really does match well with melted cheese.  So for a "sambal belacan" burger, add a tablespoon of "sambal belacan" under the cheese before you melt it.  Totally awesome.  You must try it.

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