We visited my aunt and uncle in Kea'au, which is a small town 10 minutes away from downtown Hilo. They wanted us to see the Mauna Loa Macademia Nut Farm. There were hundres of acres filled with nut trees.



Hey, wanna hold some of deze nutz?
After a full day of sightseeing at the Hawaii Volcanoes National Park, walking through the Thurston Lava Tube, visiting the Pana'ewa Rainforest Zoo, etc, we had a delicious homecooked dinner at their place. My uncle grilled kalbi (Korean shortribs - beef), salmon, game hen, with sides of broccoli and garden salad, plus rice of course. The soda cans were Aloha Sun Passionfruit Guava.


At a local food market in Hilo, I spied these gorgeous anthuriums.
Here are some vibrant purple skinned onions, along with taro root (which is used to make poi, a starchy paste that tastes like glue, ugh!).
This ginger flower was near our hotel, right after a brief rainshower.
Bert's breakfast: Fried rice with two scrambled eggs, topped with grilled Portuguese sausage and green onions.
At Volcanoes National Park - one of the craters near Kilauea.
This following photos are from Oahu. This was the name of a local food joint we visited one night for dinner. My friend called them before closing (8 p.m.) and asked if they would stay open for us. Fortunately, they did, but I was wracked with trepidation, thinking of that one scene in the movie, "Waiting" where the cooks are all waiting anxiously for closing time but at the last minute, customers walk in. As revenge, the cooks do awful things to their food. I would hope that didn't happen with us. The crew seemed to be nice guys and they got our food ready quickly. I'm sure they wanted to get out and go home.
My friend had a Hawaiian plate lunch. This particular entree had a scoop of rice, a cup of poi, lau lau (chicken or fish wrapped in taro leaves and steamed), kalua pig (shredded and baked pork).
Another friend had the Loco Moco, a favorite of many. You can get this and other variations of the Loco Moco at the local Hawaiian food joints in San Diego like Da Kines, Island Boy Grille and L & L Barbeque. This is rice with a hamburger patty which is smothered in gravy and topped with two eggs of your choice. He chose a side of corn as well. When confronted with the heart attack qualities of his meal, he said, "It is what it is."
A sign we saw at the ubiquitous ABC stores (think of 7-11 but on EVERY corner). Yes, there were tons of Japanese tourists everywhere in Oahu. Hey, I remember seeing a sign at the Otay Mesa Wal-Mart that said, "Aceptamos Pesos"!
Also seen at the ABC store were these cookies with an unappetizing name, "Collon" (yeah, yeah, I know it should only have one 'l').
Another shot of another ginger flower near our hotel in Waikiki.
We visited the Dole Pineapple Plantation like any other tourist.
History Lesson Alert: Filipino workers were recruited since 1906 to work in the pineapple (and sugarcane) fields of Hawaii. They were called 'Sakadas' (government contract workers) and were recruited largely to supplant the Japanese and Chinese workers who, at the time, refused to work for low wages and were on strike. The Filipinos laborers worked long hours harvesting cane and pineapple in the hot sun for very little pay. Another example of an ethnic group being exploited as a cheap labor are today's Latinos who work in the agricultural fields in California and neighboring states. (okay, I'll take off my educator hat now).
I thought this was an unusual looking pineapple. This variety was from Vietnam.
The night view from our hotel room. We were on the 22nd floor of the Renaissance Ilikai in Waikiki. We had a city view; the street below is Ala Moana Blvd. This is the hotel made famous in the opening credits of Hawaii 5-0 where Jack Lord is on a balcony looking towards Diamond Head.
