The refrigerator, in theory and in fact

In the midst of what has been for me, as Queen Elizabeth said some years ago, an annus horribilis, I am trying to stay in the moment and appreciate the small things. Not so small but giving me little starbursts of pleasure every day for the last couple of weeks is our...

A sprinkle of SALT

Honolulu has had a dearth of cozy sit-down restaurants where the food is reliably good and the prices not too pain-inducing — what are called in other cities “neighborhood” restaurants (this to differentiate them from “destination”...

Going vegan on South King Street

Though I’m an enthusiastic meat eater, a really well prepared vegetarian meals makes me entirely happy. And I’m in awe of a skilled vegan chef. Two vegan restaurants just down South King Street from each other have been calling my name for a while, so I...

Confession time: I paid money for guavas!

Grandma’s spinning. What unthinkable thing did I do? I paid for guavas. One whole American dollar. Shed’ be shocked. I don’t think she ever paid for a guava, a papaya, a mango, a mountain apple or a waiawi in all her long life. If you wanted guavas...

A word to the wise restaurateur: Notice

A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. And after several thousand words, it was a series of pictures that conveyed the central message of master chef Ferdinand Metz’s keynote address, “Hospitality: The Lost Art of Foodservice,” Wednesday to...