I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Captain’s Log, Stardate 02.28.2007
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She’s Out of Control by Kristin Billerbeck
Two books in the Black Or White series by John Aubrey Anderson
Ono grinds . . .
Let’s talk about food. Because I must confess, that’s one of the primary reasons I go back to Hawaii as often as I can.
I have a list of foods I want to eat when I visit my parents. My husband is rather envious right about now because I’ve eaten some of his favorites, too.
I have to eat kalbi and meat chun (thin beef slices quick-fried in a light egg batter) at Dong Yang Inn, a hole-in-the-wall Korean BBQ diner. They serve massive portions and the food is fabulous. The kalbi is served over rice so the juices and marinade can make a sort of light gravy.
I had this on Saturday and considered calling Captain Caffeine to gloat, but my mom said that was too mean. However, I’m making it up to him because we’ll order some the night before I leave, freeze it, and send it through baggage in a Styrofoam cooler, just for him.
Ezogiku is a small restaurant that serves Sapporo ramen noodles. It’s to die for. They also make Japanese-style potstickers, called gyoza, which are very yummy.
My dad is going to make huli huli chicken for me on Saturday. It’s rotisserie chicken, slow-roasted (and smoked) over an open fire of mesquite wood. All dad puts on the chicken is Hawaiian salt, pepper, and paprika, but somehow the cooking method turns it into a mouthful of heaven. When it’s right off the fire, my family grabs the wings, which are crispy and delicious.
My family’s favorite sushi bar is Kabuki restaurant in Pearl City (right next to Ezogiku) because the sushi chefs are from Japan and my parents have gone so often they know each other. They talk and chat and have a good time.
Kua’aina makes the best hamburgers and French fries on the island, and I absolutely have to go there and indulge in a 2000+ calorie lunch. It is worth every single fat gram. Their burgers are generous and dripping, and their fries are shoestring-cut. I don’t think they’ve ever cleaned their fryer because the fries taste heavenly.
Dot’s is a small diner in my hometown that’s been around as long as I can remember. Their loco moco is incredible because they make their own hamburger patties with onion, bread, and egg mixed in (like meatloaf) and then smothered in their brown gravy. Captain Caffeine loves Dot’s, too.
Are you hungry now????
More Hawaii adventures later.
Blog book giveaway:
To enter, go to the blog links below and post a comment there.
She’s Out of Control by Kristin Billerbeck
Two books in the Black Or White series by John Aubrey Anderson
Ono grinds . . .
Let’s talk about food. Because I must confess, that’s one of the primary reasons I go back to Hawaii as often as I can.
I have a list of foods I want to eat when I visit my parents. My husband is rather envious right about now because I’ve eaten some of his favorites, too.
I have to eat kalbi and meat chun (thin beef slices quick-fried in a light egg batter) at Dong Yang Inn, a hole-in-the-wall Korean BBQ diner. They serve massive portions and the food is fabulous. The kalbi is served over rice so the juices and marinade can make a sort of light gravy.
I had this on Saturday and considered calling Captain Caffeine to gloat, but my mom said that was too mean. However, I’m making it up to him because we’ll order some the night before I leave, freeze it, and send it through baggage in a Styrofoam cooler, just for him.
Ezogiku is a small restaurant that serves Sapporo ramen noodles. It’s to die for. They also make Japanese-style potstickers, called gyoza, which are very yummy.
My dad is going to make huli huli chicken for me on Saturday. It’s rotisserie chicken, slow-roasted (and smoked) over an open fire of mesquite wood. All dad puts on the chicken is Hawaiian salt, pepper, and paprika, but somehow the cooking method turns it into a mouthful of heaven. When it’s right off the fire, my family grabs the wings, which are crispy and delicious.
My family’s favorite sushi bar is Kabuki restaurant in Pearl City (right next to Ezogiku) because the sushi chefs are from Japan and my parents have gone so often they know each other. They talk and chat and have a good time.
Kua’aina makes the best hamburgers and French fries on the island, and I absolutely have to go there and indulge in a 2000+ calorie lunch. It is worth every single fat gram. Their burgers are generous and dripping, and their fries are shoestring-cut. I don’t think they’ve ever cleaned their fryer because the fries taste heavenly.
Dot’s is a small diner in my hometown that’s been around as long as I can remember. Their loco moco is incredible because they make their own hamburger patties with onion, bread, and egg mixed in (like meatloaf) and then smothered in their brown gravy. Captain Caffeine loves Dot’s, too.
Are you hungry now????
More Hawaii adventures later.
Comments
Love your new pic, btw.
Aloha!
Man, this stomach flu sucks! When it's over I'm SO getting a plate lunch. And it has to be over by Saturday, I'm not missing your dad's huli-huli chicken! There's nothing like kiawe wood. Yummy.
I grabbed the Barbour Aloha antholgy from my MIL's bookshelf and read the first story last night (Colleen Coble's).
What's with all this immersion into Hawaiian culture and food? Maybe God's trying to tell me something!
Road...ah...plane trip!