Maui on my mind (and my tummy and my hips)

WAILUKU, Maui — I never want to eat again. Well, until the Kula strawberries are properly chilled for dessert. I’ve spent two days on Maui. Eating. Seeing family. Eating. Seeing friends. Eating. Besides Saturday morning at the Swap Meet: Bistro Casanova. Friday, lunch...

You know what I don’t understand, Vol. 2

You know what I don’t understand? Why they can’t invent a stove that will stay clean (and don’t even get me started on the oven). Earlier this week, I helped a friend clean house, among other things scrubbing her glass-top stove. I was so envious a...