It was inevitable.
My midweek jaunt to Kona was coming to an end.
That meant is was back to work — not that I left that behind in Honolulu — household chores, morning traffic, crowded surf breaks, fast food and parking wars at Costco.
The trip reminded me what I love about Hawaii — its laid-back feel, a sharing of cultures, a storied history and a strong connection to food.
On our last day in Kona, we drove around looking for places to eat — and discovered something about my own heritage.
I know! Can you believe it?
Here’s what Thursday’s adventure looked like:
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Making Portuguese sweet bread
Cuz you made Grandma Ann proud:)
u got in touch w/ ur portuguese and jpnese roots, in a setting as rich as kona. what a great trip 🙂
sounds like a great mini-vacation! thanks for sharing with us all!
The worst part of a vacation is the last day….
part portagee, part japanee, part cougar-to-be, all the best stuff wrapped up into someone who can stand up on a surfboard.
Cougar? Me? I think we need @melissa808 in this conversation!
@M Amen. I could have stayed a couple of days longer. Now I need a vacation from the vacation!
@9th Island Cuz I could feel her looking down on me — and telling me how to make the bread better. 🙂
I remember going to Sandy’s at their old place. Oh man you made me ono for tempura.
Hey there…should have told you to “go here” earlier…but next time you’re in the Kona area…stop by the Original Hawaiian Chocolate company for a tour and tasting. Bob and Pam are super awesome and the chocolate is to DIE for! =)