Spending a day shopping for hardware at Home Depot in Honolulu builds up an appetite, or at least that’s my excuse. So I decided to test out an iPhone App I have called Yelp that uses my location to make suggestions for places to eat or drink nearby. Yelp suggested Sugoi only about a block away.
I bet all the three-dot reporters eat here
I got there just before the lunch crowd started piling in, here some highway guys stop for lunch. You see lots of folks in some kind of matching uniform come in there to eat on their lunch break.
click on the above image for a larger view so you can phone in your order
Not exactly the most healthy of meals. Deep fried boneless chicken pieces with a spicy garlic sauce mixture poured over it. I could have had brown instead of white rice and not gotten mac salad but I decided to get the baseline standard. The sauce is not overly garlicky, sweet and Sugoi’s sells it in bottles in case you have to make this at home. Overall a thumbs-up. Plenty of food, lots of tables in the air-conditioned place, self-serve soda fountain.
Okay, I think I’m going to clean my apartment when I get back to Kona after seeing this apartment online. I wonder if there’s a treadmill under all that trash in the gal’s apartment? She seems to have a bottle of Febreze, a Brita water pitcher and doesn’t smoke in the kitchen. I’m sure that makes all the difference for one’s health.
I’ve been listening to this album by The Black Keys almost constantly the past few weeks, not sure why I never listened to them before. I found them via Pandora on my iPhone while listening to the White Stripes. I’ve used Pandora plenty of times before on my laptop but having it on the iPhone is real freedom.
If you like crunchy, distorted rock that needs to play loud this is a good album. I downloaded some guitar tabs, plugged the strat into a HotWatt amp and put the headphones on, pretty fun playing Modern Times, but my hearing may not agree as I have the distortion and volume turned up mucho loud.
There’s a rumor that Pandora may be going away due to increased licensing fees so use them while you can.
The title is what someone on an airport crash & rescue crew said was their slogan.
My plane at San Francisco. We had a little problem with an acrid, burning smell upon take-off, no smoke. The pilot, and passengers, didn’t care for that much so we made a U-Turn and headed back for SFO.
We were met by the SFO crash & rescue crew. So that plane was out of commission, I think we swiped a plane bound for LAX to fly to Kona. Now we wait on the plane, they haven’t loaded the galley on board yet, despite the 2 hour advanced notice.
I think my repaired laptop might make it to Kona before me from Apple.
Latest update is that it was oil that had spilled in the engine by work crews when they changed out the engine the night before, the oil burned, fumes got sucked into the air system. We’re pushing back from the gate now. Laters.
The flight from SFO, the 2nd one, to KOA was uneventful but didn’t get much rest as now it was later in the day and a more crowded plane. My laptop didn’t make it to Kona, probably will tomorrow.
Dennis at Triple 7 during my last night in Las Vegas. He hosted a BBQ at his place the night before, no photos of that as it was just too kick-back. Dennis practicing his shaka for a future trip to Hawaii.
Carly at Triple 7 Brew Pub
Carly probably wondering if she could finish another Royal Red Ale. Triple 7 is a pretty easy place to hang out since it’s right in Main Street Station, I can use the freebie food coupons to get grinds there too. The day before I watched the Hawaii Little League team win the World Series on the many flat panel TVs in the Brew Pub with the loyal Hawaii crowd watching during lunch.
I recommend the marinated portabella mushroom burger with pepperjack cheese over the standard hamburger there. I had the brewmaster’s special Mango Cream Ale 5% ABV, pretty good stuff but I’m not a real beer drinker so what do I know?
Had to park across the street, make our way past a couple of cop cars with lights spinning on the street in front of the bar, something about a car driving the wrong way on the one way street in front. Got to the entrance where some kids were unsuccessful at trying to get in with fake IDs, they card everyone here, even an old fart like me.
Bacon Martini
I had a Bacon Martini, a little light on the bacon flavor, I think it’s bacon drippings tossed in there. Had the Ass Juice which taste like the ‘bug juice’ they’d mix up in the Navy (double strength Kool-Aid).
Baron with Carly and ‘ass juice’ in hand
I thought The Tinglerz was a good band, FSP was the typical speed rock I would hear on the Big Island by teenage kids so I didn’t stay though the crowd liked them. I may have to go again tonight.
The iBook doesn’t recognize the hard drive, thus becoming a paperweight to haul around. And this just after I created 10 web galleries for a website, now all the files are locked away.
Will finally head to Double Down Saloon tonight. Bacon Martinis and Ass Juice may help me forget the computer problems. Where’s my Treo?
