Now You See It

I kept slipping off my seat. I ordered another Guinness draft. “You’ve had your limit,” Elvis the bartender replied. “Hey, don’t be cruel, mister bartender.” I pivoted outwards on my seat and waved. “I’m outta here.” Elvis grabbed me by the shoulder. “You’re not driving, brah, are you?” I shrugged his hand aside and swung…

Ohana Style

Ohana Style restaurant had been around for over a quarter of a century, occupying its original location on Piikoi Street in Honolulu. Breakfast drew the largest crowd. The tables filled quickly. I took the elderly Kimura’s order, commenting on their youthfulness. “It’s the food, Nani,” winked Mr. Kimura, gratefully accepting a refill of Kona coffee….

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