Octavian Drulea lives in a cramped apartment festooned with maritime tcotchkes, books, a surplus of hodgepodge furniture, and a couch whose intentions are better-suited for an oversize suburban home than a tiny San Francisco flat. He manages to make the place feel like a subteranean woodland den in the middle of a forest - Frodo might live here. We talk about Romanian cooking, the brutal reality of mice traps, and his interest in infiltrating the Christian music scene as a secularist.