Open letter to my big red cat

[yakalskovich]

Dear cat,

no, you can't have any more olive ciabatta. The olive ciabatta is finished, and, considering our relative sizes, you had significantly more of it than I did.

And no, as we are talking, I can't feed you solely on olive ciabatta, South Tyrolean bacon, fried liver in sour cream sauce, tuna, and the leftover milk from cereals, warmed and thinned by adding some tea.

Those are supposed to be human foods. I know you like them, but you do have to eat cat food.

You are a cat, savvy?

Love,
your amused human

Comments

[yakalskovich]

**giggles**

My cat is a bit of a gourmet -- he eats stuff that makes people hungry!

He knows how to share, only has to do it in a cat-like manner. That means Mephi gets to sit beside him and look unhappy while Lucifer eats, or slurps the milk. When he decides he is done, and something happens to be left, Mephi may have a go.

However, there is almost always something left, even if there wasn't all that much to begin with.-

[ceitfianna]

They sound adorable and Lucifer makes sure that Mephi knows his place in the household order.

I'm curious, what makes South Tyrolean bacon so good that the place name gets added?

[yakalskovich]

Very traditional foodstuff from that region between Austria and Italy.

It's not really like German bacon, and not really like Italian prosciutto, but something special and interesting and intense. Even in the cheap shops, you pay a nontrivial amount of money for it. I rather like it, and so from time to time, I have some, and my cats get some small hard bits from near the rind (which I cut off).

If I say that Teja has 'cured meat' with his breakfast? That is basically what I mean.

[ceitfianna]

Oh that looks really good.

[yakalskovich]

If you ever make it here, we can have it, as it is meant to be, with bread, cheese and red wine (all from that area), outside on my balcony in the afternoon...

[ceitfianna]

That sounds delicious and I will someday.

[yakalskovich]

I hope so!