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....

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...

Tasting Maui — O’ahu, pay attention!

WAILUKU, Maui — It’s always this way when I travel — so many restaurants, so little capacity. Three meals yesterday and a three-hour chef’s tasting at a table tucked into David Paul Johnson’s Lahaina Grill kitchen. All I could do when I got home was lie on the floor...

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...