As mind-blowing as it was, I learned pretty quickly is that all the local fruits… Shown here are pineapple, mango, guava, star fruit, star apple (the pink chunks) and banana apple (a smaller, more tart banana, not to be confused with my everyday Chiquita banana). But it was the fruit bowl (work of art?) above that we will remember above all else. It was my first official meal in Hawaii and all I could think about while eating it was How am I ever going to not eat this kind of fruit again? And this was Day 1 mind you. Think local coffee, malted waffles, and an insane banana bread that was more like sticky pudding. The restaurant Mahina & Suns is in the Surfjack lobby and though we didn’t go for dinner, we ate breakfast there both mornings. (The pool has the words “Wish You Were Here” tiled into its floor.) The vibe was excellent, as was the service (they offered a “hospitality room” to guests whose check-outs are much earlier than their flights), and the cocktails and… The Surfjack Hotel In Waikiki, where we spent two nights, we stayed at the Surfjack Hotel and Swim Club, a relatively new California-style hotel, with its renovated mid-century modern style rooms all built around this gorgeous pool. a not-even-close-to-complete) highlights of the trip. It goes without saying, of course, that we were only too happy to give whatever Hawaii asked of us. (Andy’s nickname, if you recall, is My Drill Sergeant of Leisure, with Abby seamlessly slipping right into the role of second in command.) But then I realized what she meant: The natural beauty there was so overwhelming that it demanded our full reverence: Around every turn, a vista of the bluest Pacific (Exhibit A: Kauai’s famous Kalalau Trail, above) on every breakfast plate, tropical fruit that would make our eyes roll back volcanic landscapes of shiny hardened lava only miles away from lush jungles so green it hurt. Out to dinner one night in Poipu Beach, Kauai - over a poke special, natch - a parched and sunburned Phoebe turned to me and said “This island takes a lot out of you.” At first I laughed because I thought she was referring to how psychotic we are about packing things into our vacation days. You probably could also guess that we ate a ridiculous amount of poke and shave ice, hiked enough miles to short-circuit a FitBit, and spent a good portion of the trip asking ourselves Are we taking this for granted? Please let us not be taking this for granted. (Or at least ever since I watched the Brady sisters hula-hooping in Waikiki.) Those of you who follow me on instagram probably already know that we spent most of our time in Kauai, but also took two or three-day trips to both Oahu and the Big Island. The trip had been something we’d all been fantasizing about for, well, on my end, maybe my whole life. Where do I even begin with this post? A little over a week ago we returned from a family vacation we won’t forget any time soon: Twelve days in Hawaii.
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