Natto? Not me!
My mom grew up in Kona eating natto sandwiches. Yes, natto between two slices of white bread. And that’s why, to this day, she refuses to eat the slimy, smelly fermented soybeans.… Read More
FUUD: Where to eat tonight
It’s Friday — and you’ve been counting down to the three-day weekend. Me, too, actually, and right now I could use a drink. (Or a massage. Right now it’s a toss-up.) I… Read More