Last words on Maui dining . . . and flying

Thoughts that occurred as I was going through my Maui receipts, business cards, menus and scribbled notes: Upcountry with a trio of friends who’ve eaten everywhere on the Valley Isle, Cafe 808 was mentioned. “What do you like there?,” I asked....

Maui memories and a tribute to restaurateurs

Back on O’ahu, faced with a house that needs my attention and heavy deadlines next week. The party’s over! But before I put Maui behind me, a tribute to a meal, a man and the many people who make such getaways so delightful for us foodies. First, The Tasting at David...

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...