Have you ever had the desire to stand in line in the rainy drizzle for four hours? Maybe at Disneyland? Water parks? The County Fair? Black Friday? Social Security Office? Post Office during Christmas? DMV office?
How about for a food truck rally! Dove and I wanted to check it out. Eat the Street in Kaka’ako on Oahu had a Philippines theme in January. The infamous Ramen Burger was going to be there and they had sold out the last two times they came from New York (he has Hawaii ties). So we get there at 4:01 pm when the food trucks opened and the line was already almost across the whole parking lot. We estimated we were probably about 200 – 250 people back and they were only going to sell 500 burgers…limit 2 per person at $10 each. We were nervous. But we were also determined. If there is something new in Hawaii then it’s all the rage and everyone has to try it at least once. We crept along in line, went to the bathroom, sent someone to go buy something at another food truck for all of us to try. And we made friends. We made friends with the people in front of us, with the people behind us, and the people behind them. Then our friends showed up. We called them to bring us an adult cocktail. Best. idea. ever. Some cut in line with us, some friends we had to kick out of line. Then Pulse photographer took a picture of our rowdy gang. At 8:01 pm, four hours later, we were at the front of the line. It was dark. We tried to get good pics of the tiny 3′ x 2′ grill (no wonder it was so slow!!!) and paid our cash for a delicious warm ramen burger. They took el dente ramen noodles, put them in a patty press then grilled them. These became the “buns.” The burger was tender and tasty. It was topped with arugula and a secret sauce that supposedly takes six hours to make. I’m skeptical. These Ramen Burgers were delicious!!! I don’t know if they were 4 hours delicious…I would stand in line for 20 minutes maybe. And you can buy copycat saimin burgers from one of the 183 L&L Drive Inns but I don’t know if it would be the same.
Aunty Fung’s house burned down last year from a fire that completely wiped everything out. She lost it all but recovered with strong resilience as friends and family surrounded her with love. She didn’t lose her bonsai garden, the koi fish pond or her vitality for life. And despite the insurance company struggle, Aunty Fung and Uncle Mike rebuilt her House of Bonsai in less than a year and the “Phoenix has Risen.” Her home is beautiful. It has a usable covered lanai (porch) now that overlooks the bonsai garden. They added a mini Liliuokalani Park red bridge over the koi pond and she now has a meditation room with tatami mats and all.
My sister Julie, my good friend Dove and I got to stay over in the connecting Ohana suite. We did Tibetan Rights exercises in the morning then had fresh papaya and a breakfast casserole that we couldn’t stop eating. If you’re thinking of visiting the Big Island of Hawaii and want to stay near Volcano National Park, look her up and you could get a taste of the experience too. Aunty Fung’s place is going to be available as a vacation rental again. https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/230529?s=5lz5
My Mom has pretty awesome friends. They packed their truck with their paddle boards and gave us the keys for the day. What! We cruised through Hilo with the windows down, soaked up the sun and felt the breeze blowing through our hair. Then all of a sudden I noticed the boards almost falling out of the truck bed. Ahhh, the wind caught the boards. I slowed down and we pulled over to rearrange and these two guys stopped to help. So nice. They went off to surf and we slowly headed to Reeds bay. Ro was there to meet us. She took us out to her favorite hidden spot where the water is fresh, clear and cold. Then we decided to paddle out to the break wall but by that time it was 10:30 am so the wind was picking up and it was getting a little choppier. What a work out! That wall in Hilo Bay is way farther than it looks. But we built up a good appetite and headed over to Hilo Rice Noodle for an ono lunch treat. I wish everyday were a paddle boarding day.
Our mom rocks. She’s a naturopathic RN who lives a wholesome life with organic gardening, microwater, ayurvedic toothpaste, composting, loves her neighbors, and administers naturopathic treatments at a rehabilitation clinic in Kalapana on the Big Island of Hawai‘i.
During a recent trip home I was lucky enough to eat her cooking almost 3 meals a day. On one special day she made pan-style laulau that was absolutely fabulous with kalo leaves from her own garden.
This past February, my sister Nina and I took a quick trip home to visit the ‘ohana (family), friends, and get some sunshine and reprieve from the polar vortex that has been wreaking the winter doldrums upon the East Coast.
One of our first stops was Maku‘u Farmers Market in between the towns of Kea‘au (where we grew up) and Pahoa in the district of Puna on the Big Island of Hawai‘i. A fantastically diverse cultural event, this market opens every Sunday and features live local musicians, food, and everything else under the sun.
While the fruit and vegetable vendors are steller, we were focused on munchies, souvenirs and gifts this time around. Here are just a few of the highlights:
Handmade organic soap from Kalapana (Filthy Farmgirl) – I bought five bars for $5 a piece and so far have indulged in the coconut deliciousness of the Filthy Surfer bar.
Palo Santo sticks from peru and ecuador ~ ever wondered why
some natural health food stores sometimes have a wonderful, subtle, natural smell? It’s often because they carry Palo Santo sticks which are naturally fragrant and can be burned or just placed on a table/ledge.
Thai Papaya Salad from my favorite little thai vendor who mixes each salad by hand in small batches with custom amounts chili pepper to taste. Shredded raw green papaya, carrots, green beans, chili peppers, limes, peanuts, and fish sauce….heaven! She also makes amazing yellow tofu-pumpkin curry which I inhaled with a portion of sticky rice.
The cultures of Hawai‘i are diverse and the fusion of flavors makes the taste buds tingle like nowhere else on the planet. I have satiated my craving for thai curry, papaya salad, fresh coconut water with spoon meat, kalo, uala, raw lilikoi-cane juice, and kaffir limes leaves temporarily until primal senses draw me home again.
Maku‘u Farmers Market is a great venue for immersing in one of the most grass-roots, sustainability-minded, artistic, and hippie/hipster communities on the Big Island. However, all of the farmers markets on the east side have beautiful, tasty things to offer, and Volcano Village (Cooper Center), Kino‘ole and Hilo Farmer’s Markets should not be passed up.
My eyes pop wide open at 1:30am…..I lie in bed for hours and possibly drift in shallow sleep until I wake again at 3:30am ready for action!!! I practice mindful breathing while the sadistic roosters in the neighborhood cockle-doodle-doo in the black stillness of pre-dawn. Just as 5:30am rolls around and I finally drift off to sleep my alarm goes off and I grudgingly roll out of bed. It’s the first day back in Hawai‘i after being away for two years and we’ve made arrangements with very dear friends to give ho‘okupu at the crater this morning.
My sister and I pick up Alexa before heading to Kanani’s home to construct the ho‘okupu at 6:00am. Kanani has prepared ti-leaves as well as ti-leaf lei in advance for us.
Ti-leaf stems are placed in the center to create a circular arrangement of the traditional Hawaiian container for transporting gifts or offerings. Ti-leaf lei binds the stems together while uala (sweet potato) are placed in the arrangement, and hand-made salt from the salt plains of Kaua‘i is sprinkled over the cooked uala. The tips of the leaves are folded up and over the contents to join the center of stems and are bound with a second ti-leaf rope. Curly ti-leaves (used only for ceremony) are placed in the middle of the arrangement for decoration. It is beautiful and artfully constructed.
As we create the container we set our intentions. They are along the following lines: To reconnect with ‘ohana (family); to ground and center; to honor our home, our island, the land on which we were born and raised; to be guided by our ancestors as we walk a path of divine purpose with wisdom, grace, success, and happiness.
We drink really good organic coffee that my mom has made, and eat some of Kanani’s delicious homemade pumpkin bread before heading up to Hawaii Volcanoes National Park.
The light of day is announcing the rising sun and we drive up to Halema‘uma‘u crater just in time. Kanani puts a Kapu on us – only loving, peaceful thoughts are allowed as we approach Pele’s domain.
We offer our voices and recite several oli at the ledge of the crater, we listen, we watch, and nature responds. Kanani points to the expressions of nature ~ the direction of the steam on the floor of the crater, the voices of the birds, the qualities of the clouds and sky, the movement of the trees and surrounding brush. We pay attention in the present moment as we witness the dramatic sunrise and offer the ho‘okupu. With Kanani’s graceful presence, and loving guidance we are humbled to call upon the ancestors and the spirit of Hawai‘i to guide us, protect us, and grant us knowledge of the wise hidden things.
As we live, we learn to let go of that which we do not need, to express gratitude for the opportunities we have to serve, and to devote ourselves to the present moment and the gift of life. Mahalo and Aloha to all the sisters out there ~ we support, uplift, and inspire each other to a higher calling.
We are 2 sisters from Hawai‘i who love to share our adventures