Would you believe as many times as I have visited Hawaii I have never been to Chinatown? How can that be? We have explored that wonderful island from top to bottom and yet, no Chinatown! Ok, I didn’t actually know there was a Chinatown in Hawaii so leave it to Mr. F to discover it on one of his solo business trips. Having heard all about it I was determined that this trip Mr. F and I would ventured on over together. Venture we did … and WOW!
WOW, good. WOW, strange. WOW, adventure. WOW, suspicious. WOW, stinky. WOW, WOW, WOW, I don’t think we are in Kansas (or Hawaii) anymore! Mr. F and I found some hidden treasures by way of alleys and sidestreets. The apothocaries were incredible … tell the herbalist your ailments and they will boil up a cure that is guaranteed to work (if you can choke it down). If not, there are full drawers and stacked shelves offering a less-potent but more palatable cure in pill form. Acupuncture? Why not?
The fish markets were FANTASTIC … Fresh and perfect, I craved fish for days after. The not-so-palatable part were the stands selling fish guts, animal innards, and these fellas:
UGH! Not my idea of good eats …
We found the most incredible antique store whose owner moved to Hawaii from China only 3 years ago… she speaks no English yet our appreciative nods and smiles seemed all the communication needed. Mr. F bought a couple of antique hookas for Christmas giving. I bought a pair of hand-stitched baby shoes for my friend Lana, a calligraphy brush for Abi (because I inadvertantly cut off the tip of her favorite one when I was needing a small paintbrush … yeah, not smart), jade Buddah’s (’cause everyone should have a Buddah tummy to rub), and several herbal remedies and eye creams from the Herbalist (but not the one with the milky eyes ’cause she was NOT friendly). I wished I had made up a list of beads and jewelry ideas because you can buy ANY and EVERY type of bead, chain, trinket, accessory imaginable for mere pennies each. I was so overwhelmed with the offerings that I simply froze. My mind was blank. I could not imagine one thing to craft out of all those wonderful offerings … not a one. Now that I am home my mind has cleared therefore, the next trip I am loading up cause I have ideas galore just a’brewing away in my little pea-brain. The one item I really wanted above all else was the most incredible antique dresser. Over 130 years old and intricately hand-carved, I fell in love. Knowing I couldn’t bring that swell wonder home I tried to capture it’s splendor with a photo but alas, tight quarters were not conducive to this endeavor. Leaving that lovely behind was painful, thank goodness there was a delightful little bakery a few doors down for as we all know, a little sweet takes all the bitter away … I bought loads of Chinese confections and instantly felt better.
I would have loved to post a plethora of photos for your viewing pleasure but most shots had to be taken on a covert basis which means lots of fuzzy, on-the-fly, half-shots. You will therefore have to trust me that Chinatown was one WOW of an experience and I will be back.
Now, about that fish …
Macadamia Encrusted Talapia
- 1/2 stick melted Butter
- 2 cloves fresh Garlic
- 1 Cup finely chopped Macadamia Nuts
- Salt and Pepper to taste
Mix together in a shallow bowl. Place Talapia in the mixture gently pushing it to help the mixture to adhere. Place each filet on a baking sheet and broil or bake until done (about 12 minutes) turning once to ensure both sides get crunchy-delicious.
It just doesn’t get better than that!
Don’t get me started on the fresh CHICKEN …