Hawaiian days

King's Hawaiian Bakery Sweet Bread, ono delicious bro!

I lived on the windward side of Oahu, with my husband Jim and my brother Michael. We were in our mid-twenties and having a roaring good time living in Hawaii.

We didn’t have a car in the early days but our apartment wasn’t far from the ocean. We’d jog over and have a swim or do a little boogie boarding.

We bought Hawaiian sling spears, rubber band propelled eight-foot metal tubes with three long prongs that spear the fish. I carted that sling around for miles and miles over the years but my single catch was a sea cucumber, a very sluggish creature creeping to its doom on the ocean floor. Jim and Michael quickly mastered the sling, Michael in particular caught lots of mahnini, elusive octopi and claw-less lobster. Once he killed a Moray eel and stuck it in the kitchen sink when he got home. The eel was only playing dead however. It slithered out of the sink and hid behind the refrigerator. I was fortunate to arrive in time for the hilarious sight of Michael cautiously angling out the refrigerator with one hand and his spear in the other while that cornered eel snapped at him.

We discovered a sandwich shop, “The Bread of Life”, within walking distance. We called it the “Bible Burger” because of bible quotes displayed on the walls, etc. What incredible wit. We really cracked ourselves up. Regardless, they made excellent sandwiches and smoothies. My brother was always flirting with the female staff. He made an impression on them by doing weird stuff like paying with wet money because he swam with his wallet in a pocket. Or ordering a “telli” burger. One momentous day, Michael and I stopped by after a swim for a bite to eat. There was a new girl behind the counter. Michael was trying his best to charm this girl. He noticed her looking at me and said “that’s my sister”. And I just sucker punched him. I looked at the girl, raised my left eyebrow, snarled my lip and said, with a dash of sarcasm, “yeah, he’s my brother”. She just didn’t buy it – no luck for my brother. I have delighted in that moment ever since.!

Try that Hawaiian Sweet bread if you have a chance. It is wonderful.

Or is you're in Kailua try "The Bread of Life" - it's still there.


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