Food fit for a pirate


Tommy “The Polynesian Pirate” Ching digs into Hawaiian food for lunch at the Waikii Music Festival. Tommy is a local radio DJ who often emcees events and he told me to forget the backstage free food (chili and hot dogs) and grind on some Hawaiian food being sold by vendors. Here Tommy goes for some sashimi and he’s already scarffed-down some fried fish, poi, laulau, lomi lomi salmon, rice, and fresh crab. ono kine grinds as they say.


So I decided to go local and got the lau lau plate. Clockwise from the top left: macaroni salad, lomi lomi salmon, pork/fish laulau, rice (with some shoyu on it). You could bust a gut eating this plate of food and I couldn’t finish it.


Here’s my view of the stage while eating lunch. Could there be a better place to enjoy a lunch? Clouds on the edges but sunny, a cool breeze that was a little chilly if you were in the shade too long. You couldn’t ask for more comfortable weather. And on stage was the group Keahiwai doing their set.

I’ve got to hand it to Ed Yap and his beautiful wife Nani Lim-Yap for putting on this event every Father’s Day weekend. I had heard earlier a month or two ago it was cancelled but somehow they managed to pull it off. They were expecting a bigger crowd on Sunday as that’s Father’s Day. And what a way for dad to relax. Pull up a beach chair or beach mat, Hawaiian food, Hawaiian music, places for kids to go play games and cool weather to fall asleep by.

Cheeseburgers in paradise

A conversation from the movie Pulp Fiction

JULES Hamburgers. The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast. What kinda hamburgers?
BRETT Cheeseburgers.
JULES No, I mean where did you get’em? MacDonald’s, Wendy’s, Jack-in-the-Box, where?
BRETT Big Kahuna Burger.
JULES Big Kahuna Burger. That’s that Hawaiian burger joint. I heard they got some tasty burgers. I ain’t never had one myself, how are they?
BRETT They’re good.
JULES Mind if I try one of yours?
BRETT No.
JULES Yours is this one, right?
BRETT Yeah.
Jules grabs the burger and take a bite of it.
JULES Uuummmm, that’s a tasty burger. (to Vincent) Vince, you ever try a Big Kahuna Burger?
VINCENT No.

Okay, so why the photo of the McDonald’s cheeseburger? Well, it was my lunch but there’s another reason too which I can’t say at this time. But suffice to say that it’s your pretty standard run of the mill cheeseburger, not a Kahuna Burger and it was my late lunch on Saturday. Sorry if the photo grosses you out, maybe it’s supposed to so you won’t eat one.

Saturday, my Monday since I’m off on Thursday and Friday, had me shooting the rodeo and a track meet. I only pretty much shot photos for the newspaper at those two things so no POTD from those assignments. Better luck tomorrow.

This post is brought to you by the letter ‘C’: Cleaning, cars, chatting, cinema, crepes and coffee

Spent the day making another attempt at straightening up my apartment, no photos please. Manage to get some tasks done that I had procrastinated on so I could procrastinate on actually straightening things up. I just own too much shit, I’m a pack-rat, I admit it, I might need an intervention. “Hello my name is Baron and I’m a pack-rat.”


Why I always seem to head to town at about 3:30 p.m. when the traffic is terrible I don’t understand. Here traffic is backed-up on Hwy 190 going into Kailua town, this is about four miles from town. I was once told that it’s the result of turning a donkey path into a two laned highway. That may not be too far from the truth. Anyone will tell you that traffic is bad everywhere, but I’m just here to gripe about it where I live. Heck, it’s 3:30pm, don’t these people work? How can they afford all those gas guzzlers?


Here’s Gean, typing one-handed while in a chat with his daughters Leilani and Maile. I think bandwidth on the internet is decreasing, now that there are three Cannon’s online. I went back home, through light traffic thank-goodness, and back to town to get a microphone adaptor for the computer. Bought a boom mic for $1 at Salvation Army and gave Gean a set of amplified speakers, brand new. We were in business for some serious internet audio chatting.

We finally hooked up with Maile online and it was a wonder to see Gean chatting via voice, sooo much easier than typing. So now they can audio chat.


Me stuck in traffic once again but what a view. You could almost see every tree on Mt. Hualalai, a very clear afterhoon.

The cinema. Saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, very good movie. Jim Carrey shows some nice range in this, kind of reminds me of how Robin Williams was pidgeon-holed into comedy roles until he did some good dramatic work. I must admit that Tall Andrea and I missed at least the first five minutes, hey it’s not like it was Betty Blue or maybe it was as I missed the opening, since I was trying to get Gean’s Mac squared away and lost track of time before heading for the theater, with an on-time Andrea waiting outside. El-Ron and Jim were supposedly wanting to go to the movies too but they wanted to see Starsky & Hutch…I mean really, the 70s? Platform shoes? The Bee Gees? A Grand Torino as a muscle car? They passed on this movie, now if Jesus Christ was driving a black Trans-Am that answered to the name ‘Kit’ we might have seen another movie together, but I don’t think Mel filmed it that way.

After the movie we had to make a decision…where to eat in Kona at 9:45 p.m. It looked pretty bleak, Tacos El Unico closes in 15 minutes and Denny’s wasn’t sounding too appealing. We found a new place next to the theater, which also stopped cooking in 15 minutes, called Peaberry & Gelettes. The peaberry refers to the somewhat rare pea-shaped coffee beans that supposedly make really good coffee. Gelettes refers to the buckwheat waffles they make and they also make stuffed crepes. I got the spinach, cheese, mushroom and ham crepe which was very good (kind of expensive, about $9.50). I’d recommend it if you want something different to eat, it had that yuppie atmosphere in there which may be a plus or minus according to how you feel about that sort of thing.

And finally, I did have an espresso there which cost me over two bucks for a small cup. Seeing all those tins of Illy coffee there I couldn’t help but think about my own Illy tins at home when I make my own espresso for a fraction of the price, in real chinaware. I’m fading fast and need to get to sleep. Sorry this post wasn’t more interesting, isn’t that a theme everywhere recently? But it’s all I can do at the moment as my eyes are shutting down on me. Good night.