Hawaii is just a ten-minute cycle ride from our home. Or, to be more precise, an authentic Hawaiian experience, Ono Hawaiian Plates, hidden inside United Noodles, a large Asian supermarket. We both opted for mix plates with fall-apart-tender Kalua pork with mandatory scoops of sticky rice and macaroni salad. We were transported, no plane tickets…… Continue reading Island Escape in the Aisles
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Sushi Sunday
Sunday lunch with the family: a boat-load of sushi at Misono; even the teens were on board.
A Vehicle for Butter
It’s Syttende mai (“Seventeenth of May”), Norway’s Constitution Day. And you can’t get more Norwegian than lefse from Fargo, North Dakota, where people of Norwegian descent still eat lutefisk, brown cheese, and boat-loads of butter. At Dwight’s direction (a true Norwegian descendant), I tracked down the lefse at our local Lunds & Byerlys. We’ll have…… Continue reading A Vehicle for Butter
Motivated by Fish Tacos
The opening of Sea Salt at Minnehaha Park for the season motivated me to cycle a loop that included Hiawatha LRT Trail, Midtown Greenway, Chain of Lakes, Minnehaha Creek, Minnehaha Park, and West River Parkway. The cooked-to-order fish tacos were undiminished and a bargain at $8.
Time to Re-Fuel
Thursdays are for volunteering: him in a university greenhouse, me with adult learners. Later we have just enough energy to walk a couple blocks to our local bar for dinner and to compare notes about our day. Last week, I learned about a smelly flowering Corpse Plant; today, Lithops (Stone Plants) which are getting ready for spring when, presumably, they’ll flower.
Finding Ramen
Google Maps helped me escape a grey drippy day via a steaming bowl of Hakata Ramen. Posted When Google Maps Knows Ramen.
When Google Maps Knows Ramen
A craving for ramen hit me as I stood outside Hakata Station in Fukuoka. The drippy, gray weather just amplified my desire for a steaming bowl of Hakata ramen—perfect for a day like this. Now the challenge was to find a decent ramen restaurant. Google Maps came to the rescue.
Aloha & 808
A longer walk than planned took us to a semi-industrial area to a place where beer is unlikely to run out, the holy of holies of Waikiki Brewing Company. Aloha Blonde for him, 808 Pale (a nod to Hawaii’s area code) for me, nachos with pulled smoked pork to share. A number 13 bus whisked us back to our VRBO.
Luxury Lite
We enjoyed this lunchtime view from the beach bar at the Royal Hawaiian, sharing an order of pupus. You don’t have to stay in spendy hotels to enjoy their public spaces! Afterwards, we picked up a creamy dessert from a nearby Japanese konbini to enjoy with tea back at our VRBO.
Sweet Start
Every morning, breakfast begins with ripe Hawaiian bananas and papaya. Dwight has a knack for letting them reach perfect ripeness before serving them. Since these fruits are delicate and don’t travel well, they’re a special treat only in Hawaii.