I sincerely hope all is well with you and those dear to you. Today is Day 44 of “sheltering in place” and time seems to have taken on a different strange rhythm. This is my second and last post of our trip to Hawaii, now a lovely memory and tbh, wondering if we dreamt it!
Next time I will be back to posting recipes!
I hope and trust this finds you well, healthy and at peace; safe and sound. If you are one of the heroes working in the medical field, necessary services or caring for those in need, may you keep safe and well.
This is the first of a pictorial and anecdotal Hawaii trip for which I am deeply grateful for. At this time I’m taking a few weeks off posting recipes, but they will be back. I do hope you don’t mind.
On March 2nd we left for a week in Hawaii on the beautiful island of Kauai. Had it been one week later, we would definitely have cancelled our trip, when we left everything was still calm.
As we flew via Seattle, we caught a glimpse of Mt St Helen’s and Mt Rainier in the far clouded distance.
We arrived at Lihue, which is on the south side of the island of Kauai. Kauai is believed to be the second oldest of the islands of Hawaii to be formed along the fault line. It is known as The Garden Isle, 1430.5 km². The trade winds from the east temper the tropical climate so the humidity and temperatures are never too extreme.
On our arrival a friendly car rental guy proceeded to give us a 3 page list of his personal hand typed favourite restaurants around the entire island. What a friendly welcome it was, and our entire trip continued with this welcoming kindness. We left Lihue to head for Princeville on the northern part of the island, known to be a little less crowded and where we stayed.
During our first stop to get a few groceries we met the nicest man. He saw me looking at the unusual organic fruit on display. When I looked up our eyes met, such kind, wise, twinkly eyes! He urged me to buy this delicious and swoon worthy pineapple, amongst other fruits to be covered in the next post. He proudly explained there is only one farm, and it’s a local delicacy. I felt I could have spoken with this wonderful elder for days. His parting words were “He is the Way, The *Fruit and the Light!” ❤ I will never forget this delightful person.
The pineapples are sold with the tops removed to prevent propagation and to protect the farm. It’s name is: The Honey Cream Pineapple. Let me introduce you!
It’s tiny and round (yes, that is a teaspoon!), squat and the size of