Lahaina, Maui, Hawaii, United States
Or, how to cause steam to erupt from a waiter’s ears. We were on Maui over the Holidays with my wife’s family, and we wanted to treat everyone, but we didn’t want any drama when the check came, so my wife pulled the trick where you say you’re going to the bathroom, but you really slip the waiter your credit card. Well, she learned that trick from her father, who did the same thing, and then when the check came, my wife’s grandmother was also shoving a credit card in the waiter’s face. I’m not sure who wound up paying. Poor waiter. We didn’t mean to make him hyperventilate.
The one thing that Kimo’s does really well is, of course, fish. The way their menu works is different. You pick fresh fish, like ahi or ono or mahi mahi, and then you pick how it’s prepared, like grilling it or baking it. From time to time, the fish and the preparations change. It’s always good, though. They also have what’s called a hula pie, which is macadamia nut ice cream in a chocolate crust with chocolate syrup, macadamia nuts, and whipped cream on top. Believe me, too many of those will sink your outrigger.
The location couldn’t be any better, either. Located on Lahaina’s main drag, the dining area also overlooks the harbor and offers up some spectacular sunsets.
One thing to watch for is the ambiguous gender demarcation on the restrooms. The last time that we were there, the women’s restroom was indicated only by a picture of an orchid while the men’s restroom was indicated by a hibiscus. We’ll just leave it at that.
Here’s the address: 845 Front Street, Lahaina, Maui, HI 96761; Telephone: (808) 661-4811
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Lambert's Cafe
Sikeston, Missouri, United States
When we were in college in Nashville, my wife, who was not yet my wife, and some friends of ours drove three hours to Sikeston, Missouri to eat dinner here. Why, you say? Well, you see, my wife had never had fried okra before, so obviously, we had to cross four states so that she could taste it.
Also, they throw the rolls. Really. Lambert's is known as the home of the "throwed roll." There’s a guy with a big cart of steaming hot dinner rolls who walks around the dining room. If you want one, you raise your hand to get his attention, and he pick up a roll with his tongs, and he flings it at you. I am not kidding. You’d best be ready.
As you might have picked up from the fried okra, the cuisine is Southern in all its glory. Those with low grease tolerance need not apply. I had the chicken fried steak, which is a piece of steak, breaded and fried. Yes indeed, that’s good stuff.
The address is: 2305 E. Malone, Sikeston, MO 63801; Telephone: (573) 471-7563.
When we were in college in Nashville, my wife, who was not yet my wife, and some friends of ours drove three hours to Sikeston, Missouri to eat dinner here. Why, you say? Well, you see, my wife had never had fried okra before, so obviously, we had to cross four states so that she could taste it.
Also, they throw the rolls. Really. Lambert's is known as the home of the "throwed roll." There’s a guy with a big cart of steaming hot dinner rolls who walks around the dining room. If you want one, you raise your hand to get his attention, and he pick up a roll with his tongs, and he flings it at you. I am not kidding. You’d best be ready.
As you might have picked up from the fried okra, the cuisine is Southern in all its glory. Those with low grease tolerance need not apply. I had the chicken fried steak, which is a piece of steak, breaded and fried. Yes indeed, that’s good stuff.
The address is: 2305 E. Malone, Sikeston, MO 63801; Telephone: (573) 471-7563.
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Monday, June 23, 2008
Brown Bar
Austin, Texas, Unites States
Three words: white grape martini. That’s all you really need to know.
Okay, fine, here’s more: The Brown Bar is located in the Brown Building, a former office building that has been converted into lofts on the corner of 8th and Colorado in downtown Austin. Our friends used to live there.
The interior is, yes brown. How’d you guess? Hey, they’re just like UPS! Except, of course, they serve alcohol and they won’t get your package there by 10:00 a.m. the next day. And they’ve won all sorts of awards for their array of martinis. So really, they’re not at all like UPS. The image is pretty upscale. The bar attracts a lot of young professionals and political-types, Austin being the capitol of Texas and all, but, at least when we were hanging out there, there, the vibe was sophisticated without being snotty.
And yes, they have a brown martini, made with Godiva chocolate liqueur.
Three words: white grape martini. That’s all you really need to know.
Okay, fine, here’s more: The Brown Bar is located in the Brown Building, a former office building that has been converted into lofts on the corner of 8th and Colorado in downtown Austin. Our friends used to live there.
The interior is, yes brown. How’d you guess? Hey, they’re just like UPS! Except, of course, they serve alcohol and they won’t get your package there by 10:00 a.m. the next day. And they’ve won all sorts of awards for their array of martinis. So really, they’re not at all like UPS. The image is pretty upscale. The bar attracts a lot of young professionals and political-types, Austin being the capitol of Texas and all, but, at least when we were hanging out there, there, the vibe was sophisticated without being snotty.
And yes, they have a brown martini, made with Godiva chocolate liqueur.
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Las Casuelas
Palm Springs, California, United States
We're odd. We like to travel to Palm Springs in July. That time of year, the average temperature is about 115. When it’s that hot, you don't even need a towel at the pool. When you get out, you're dry by the time both feet hit the concrete. I once had the binding of the book I was reading melt. We're obviously lizards or something.
Back in the day, my wife's former next-door neighbor was a restaurant critic for the paper in the O.C. His favorite restaurant was Las Casuelas (warning: Web site plays music), right smack in the middle of downtown Palm Springs. So, we always make it a point to go there for dinner. It's a family-run affair. The atmosphere is laid-back. Out on the patio, they have live music on the weekends, and even a little place to dance, though to me that seems like the quickest way to a heatstroke. Your best bet is to sit tight and stuff yourself with one of the combination platters. It's a lot of food. I usually get two chicken enchiladas. And of course, the margaritas are excellent.
It might help if I also provided the street address: 222 South Palm Canyon Drive, Palm Springs, CA 92262; Telephone: (760) 325-2794.
We're odd. We like to travel to Palm Springs in July. That time of year, the average temperature is about 115. When it’s that hot, you don't even need a towel at the pool. When you get out, you're dry by the time both feet hit the concrete. I once had the binding of the book I was reading melt. We're obviously lizards or something.
Back in the day, my wife's former next-door neighbor was a restaurant critic for the paper in the O.C. His favorite restaurant was Las Casuelas (warning: Web site plays music), right smack in the middle of downtown Palm Springs. So, we always make it a point to go there for dinner. It's a family-run affair. The atmosphere is laid-back. Out on the patio, they have live music on the weekends, and even a little place to dance, though to me that seems like the quickest way to a heatstroke. Your best bet is to sit tight and stuff yourself with one of the combination platters. It's a lot of food. I usually get two chicken enchiladas. And of course, the margaritas are excellent.
It might help if I also provided the street address: 222 South Palm Canyon Drive, Palm Springs, CA 92262; Telephone: (760) 325-2794.
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Humuhumunukunukuapua'a
Wailea, Maui, Hawaii, United States
It's also the name of a fish, the official state fish of Hawaii, as a matter of fact. It's not on the menu. But other fish are. Humuhumu, as the name is mercifully shortened, is one of the restaurants at the Grand Wailea resort on Maui's southwest coast.
It's hard to go wrong at a fish restaurant in Hawaii, and yes, the food is good here. Their gimmick, besides the name, is that the lobsters they serve live in the lagoon around the restaurant. That always creeped me out a little. It's like that episode of the old Battlestar Galactica where they find the planet, and the aliens there keep the humans well fed and distracted with casino-style gambling up until the moment they're eaten. I imagine the lobsters in much the same situation. Although, I think that the roulette wheel would get soggy.
What makes the restaurant is the atmosphere. The entire restaurant is situated on a deck in the middle of aforementioned saltwater lagoon. Some parts are covered. Others are more alfresco. Some tables are even on their own little island. They even have a troupe of Hawaiian musicians to serenade you. A meal there, if a little pricey, makes for a good evening. Just don't do what my mother-in-law did and mistake a pat of butter for a pearl onion. I shouldn't have laughed, but it was funny.
A note about the Grand Wailea if your're planning to travel to Maui. My wife and I think it's a little over-the-top, but it does have a lot of family activities. There are more low-key hotels in Wailea and in Kihei, a few miles north, and in Makena, a few miles south.
It's also the name of a fish, the official state fish of Hawaii, as a matter of fact. It's not on the menu. But other fish are. Humuhumu, as the name is mercifully shortened, is one of the restaurants at the Grand Wailea resort on Maui's southwest coast.
It's hard to go wrong at a fish restaurant in Hawaii, and yes, the food is good here. Their gimmick, besides the name, is that the lobsters they serve live in the lagoon around the restaurant. That always creeped me out a little. It's like that episode of the old Battlestar Galactica where they find the planet, and the aliens there keep the humans well fed and distracted with casino-style gambling up until the moment they're eaten. I imagine the lobsters in much the same situation. Although, I think that the roulette wheel would get soggy.
What makes the restaurant is the atmosphere. The entire restaurant is situated on a deck in the middle of aforementioned saltwater lagoon. Some parts are covered. Others are more alfresco. Some tables are even on their own little island. They even have a troupe of Hawaiian musicians to serenade you. A meal there, if a little pricey, makes for a good evening. Just don't do what my mother-in-law did and mistake a pat of butter for a pearl onion. I shouldn't have laughed, but it was funny.
A note about the Grand Wailea if your're planning to travel to Maui. My wife and I think it's a little over-the-top, but it does have a lot of family activities. There are more low-key hotels in Wailea and in Kihei, a few miles north, and in Makena, a few miles south.
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