Punahou Carnival

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: