Advice for a food traveler

WAILUKU, Maui — Day 1 of my Maui interlude, I bought two large jars of pickles. Glass jars. Full of liquid. One of them contains beets, guaranteed to stain every darn thing in my suitcase if it cracks open. Today, as I ready to head home, I’m staring at the jars now...

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...