The shady interior of Maunakea Market was twice as hot at the sidewalk outside. Clouds of steam and smoke rose off industrial stove tops, sending the savory smell of meat swirling around me, colliding with a wafts of incense, salty fresh seafood, the cool humidity of exotic vegetables, and unidentifiable fruits. Pikake smells like jasmine…
Hapa, Skip and a Jump Through Chinatown
Open Letter in Response
Dear Mari, I'm delighted to accept your invitation and will meet you there at your earliest convenience. When can you get a reservation? Love, Mum It may have taken seven years or so, but we did it: two nights at the Bellows cabins ($105/night)! Coffee and sunrise, check! Full entire day at the beach: check!…
Bad Manners
So we're heading to the beach, driving a block from the coast. A red light turns green, a car backs out. We slow down, chillin. The car sort of sits there, chillin. It turns its wheels a little, stops. It's blocking both lanes of traffic. Oncoming traffic approaches and slows, so Chris lightly touches the…
Big Waves
“I hope the waves are REALLY big a-cuz I want to boogie board with Finn!” It’s been rawther gusty lately and Isaac got his wish—I didn’t even take Eloise out because the breakers were way over my head and whitecaps frothed across Kailua Bay. I figured he’d get pummeled by a wave or two and…
Navy Wife’s Guide to Drinking Alone—The Backwater Coconut
Coconuts bobbed in the backwaters of the Kaelepulu Stream near Kailua Beach Park. I snagged one to try to grow at home and a big crab underneath snapped his blue claws at me. A few quick paddles, then I crouched as the paddleboard glided under a bridge. Isaac whimpered as the little black crabs that…
Flat Island
Twice this summer I’ve hired a babysitter so I can practice paddle boarding by myself, so I’d already been out to Flat Island and gotten knocked off my paddle board by overly enthusiastic waves beyond. This paid off with Chris and the kids; we backed into a spot near the boat ramp, pulled out our…
Happy Independence Day!
“Freedom isn’t free. Neither are the Kailua Fireworks,” read a sign at the parade that morning. Harsh. Best Fourth of July ever! Jellyfish stings notwithstanding.