Here they are again. Punahou’s perennial Portuguese pastries. Looking much smaller than last year’s, and perhaps tasting even better.
Sister and I gnawed daintily on a sackful by the Lily Pond and split a taco salad. There is only one day a year when shredded iceberg lettuce, canned olives, jalapenos, tortilla chips and ranch dressing can be called an excellent taco salad. Man, it was good.
Sister’s friend J., a Harvard-trained scientist, wanted to know how sugar gets everywhere when you eat a malassada. At 1/1000 of a second (f/2.5) we found the answer:
Pia introduced me to your food blog this evening. Your lyrical turn of phrase and stunning photography are a lovely way to spend a Nuuanu evening. The malasadas were excellent, but I’m intrigued by the ottolenghi herb salad – any chance you’re making it again soon and I could opportune for a sample?
~ J
Absolutely. And we can sample the hot sauce.