Ladies night. It just can't happen enough. Once a month, four of my girlfriends and I get together to gab, eat, and partake in adult beverages. We all have kids and spouses, so it's nice to get a small piece of our former selves back when we meet for a few hours of girl time. I was especially excited for this outing, as we were trying a new restaurant! New to me anyway.
Isom and I had attempted to eat here once, but when we realized they required reservations, our plan was foiled. So, thanks to
Lehua for calling ahead for us ladies. The parking was a bit of a pain (but maybe this was because it was sprinkling and I didn't want to get my hair wet). Once we were seated things started looking up. The atmosphere is hip and young with art, lights, and
chains. My iPhone doesn't do well with pictures at night or in dark lighting, so my half ass description will have to suffice. We were in the back amongst several tables of birthday celebrations. Good sign...they like it enough to celebrate a special event there. A cocktail and some buttered bread to start...and RED PLASTIC cups for water (the kind you drank beer out of in high school...the kind you get at Costco for your backyard BBQ). What's going on? And as I looked around, I noticed
we were the only table lucky enough to receive this extra fancy stemware. Did someone call ahead to warn them that our group was rowdy? Are the wait staff at
Uncle Bo's reading my blog? Do they know that this type of quirky restaurant behavior pleases me to no end? Or did the dishwasher break or walk out for a smoke break? At any rate, we ordered our entrees and proceeded with a lovely evening. Sarah and I split the crab crusted
opah with garlic mashed
potatoes and some of the best veggies I've had out. And I'm feeling really bad about the lack of photo because it was all delicious. You'll have to go taste for yourself. I definitely want to go back to see what other goodies their menu has to offer...this time during the day so my photos can be somewhat decent.
Ladies night. It just can't happen enough. Once a month, four of my girlfriends and I get together to gab, eat, and partake in adult beverages. We all have kids and spouses, so it's nice to get a small piece of our former selves back when we meet for a few hours of girl time. I was especially excited for this outing, as we were trying a new restaurant! New to me anyway. Isom and I had attempted to eat here once, but when we realized they required reservations, our plan was foiled. So, thanks to Lehua for calling ahead for us ladies. The parking was a bit of a pain (but maybe this was because it was sprinkling and I didn't want to get my hair wet). Once we were seated things started looking up. The atmosphere is hip and young with art, lights, and chains. My iPhone doesn't do well with pictures at night or in dark lighting, so my half ass description will have to suffice. We were in the back amongst several tables of birthday celebrations. Good sign...they like it enough to celebrate a special event there. A cocktail and some buttered bread to start...and RED PLASTIC cups for water (the kind you drank beer out of in high school...the kind you get at Costco for your backyard BBQ). What's going on? And as I looked around, I noticed we were the only table lucky enough to receive this extra fancy stemware. Did someone call ahead to warn them that our group was rowdy? Are the wait staff at Uncle Bo's reading my blog? Do they know that this type of quirky restaurant behavior pleases me to no end? Or did the dishwasher break or walk out for a smoke break? At any rate, we ordered our entrees and proceeded with a lovely evening. Sarah and I split the crab crusted opah with garlic mashed potatoes and some of the best veggies I've had out. And I'm feeling really bad about the lack of photo because it was all delicious. You'll have to go taste for yourself. I definitely want to go back to see what other goodies their menu has to offer...this time during the day so my photos can be somewhat decent.
...has the world's biggest pancakes! And we got to eat some. Furlough Friday is quickly becoming eating Friday. On our recent date night, Isom and I ate at MAC 24/7 in Waikiki. We enjoyed our outing and wanted to share it with Gabe. Gabe is a breakfast kid. He loves waffles, pancakes, SPAM! I heard MAC 24/7 was known for their pancakes, so when Isom asked for a breakfast suggestion...I actually had one! Off we trekked. After sleeping in and putting off eating until after 10:30 a.m., we were hungry. Our appetites were ripe for eating more than usual. I'm not a huge pancake lover (I prefer French Toast), so I let Isom and Gabe decide which of the monstrous pancakes we would enjoy. They chose Blueberry. We sipped on coffee and cranberry juice while we waited, and then...the pounds of pancakes came out. I wasn't sure if our waiter was going to make it to our table with the platter of pancakes he had. OMG! You've never seen pancakes this big. And I like big. We each took a slice of the pancakes and there was still over half left on the plate. Unbelievable. It became a competition. I wanted to take on this pancake! Then I posted a status update to Facebook (no breakfast would be complete without it). My friend in Washington mentioned that the pancakes we were eating had been featured on "Man Vs. Food". What? Really? Now the competitive spirit in me was fully ignited. I wanted to finish these pancakes! I wanted to get them for free! I wanted my picture on that wall of fame (shame?)! But it was not meant to be. Next time...for sure. After consuming the beastly pancakes, we walked through Waikiki to try to walk off the thousands of calories I'm sure we consumed. We made it back to the car and proceeded with our day of suitcase shopping (oh joy) in a pancake induced coma.
