Hawaiian adventures in food would be an appropriate title for this column: Two food lovers, one young and one old, exploring the Oahu menu when I recently visited Hawaii. It was an enjoyable experience.
My first meal on the island was at Teddy’s Bigger Burger. I had the 6 ounce with all the fixin’s. It was good. I took some home in a box.
The next adventure was lunch at the Wright Brothers Cafe & Grille on the base at Hickam Field. It was more of a history lesson than an adventure in good eating. The food wasn’t bad, but not sensational. It was nice to be in a restaurant that had a history and celebrated the lives of Orville and Wilbur Wright – inventors of the first airplane.
I should also mention what almost became a daily ritual: bagels and cream cheese. That’s something I had never tried before, if you can believe it.
My grand-nephew Wes was on the night shift and didn’t get up until about 10 a.m. So each morning I would walk a couple of blocks down to the new Safeway store and buy bagels and sometimes cream cheese. While there, I tried almost every variety they offered: plain; cheddar cheese; onion cheddar cheese and jalapeno; sesame seed; cinnamon and raisin; and what they called “extravaganza,” a variety with some of everything. I didn’t find a variety I didn’t like. Bagels, cream cheese and sometimes crisp bacon. It was a good way to greet the day. Of course, there was also the pineapple smoothie at the Dole Pineapple Plantation.
Like me, Wes likes to cook. He made the pizza dough for a super chicken barbecue pizza. Great.
But the big cooking event was the deep-fried turkey. Wes cooked it on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. It was an event. About a dozen of the folks who work with Wes came. Everyone brought something. The heroes were Rob and Amy, who brought all the finger food. My favorite was the double chocolate bourbon pecan pie that Amy made. It was outstanding, and I was able to talk myself into keeping most of it for myself. I finished it in about three days.
The event brought back memories of my early college days: talk all night, (not me, I went to bed at about 10 p.m.), a terrific evening.
Wes and I visited the He’eia Kea Pier General Store & Deli. We shared a huge pork chop and a big serving of a delicate white fish. It was great. I recommend it.
I had one of the best steaks ever at Ruth’s Chris Steak House in Honolulu. Truthfully, I normally wouldn’t spend the money, but on this trip it was worth it.
The luau at the Polynesian Cultural Center was good, but not spectacular. What the meal lacked was more than made up for in the fire dance after the luau.
The last and very memorable meal was a dinner at the Waikiki Marriott overlooking Waikiki Beach. It was a beautiful sunset, and the steak was good. Wes and I were joined by JB and his girlfriend, “Rainbow.” Rainbow is a tiny girl. She and Wes each put away a 22-ounce dry-cured steak and a one-pound baked potato. If I did that, I would weigh 300 pounds. Young metabolisms are wonderful. So are food adventures on Oahu.
Reach Murray Bass at 427-0744 or firstname.lastname@example.org.