Recently I was in Honolulu to visit the legendary Kai Davis, and I’m still missing the beaches.
While I was there we raced up Koko head. Well, I say we raced because I got to the top first. We didn’t actually agree on a race, though. If we had it might have gone differently.
Have you been to Kiss My Grits? Go. Right now. Fly to Honolulu and go to the best Southern restaurant around. Or have a friend go get you some. I can tell you from experience that it’ll survive the flight back to the continent in a carry on bag.