THE DEALO WITH HILO

"I ate some mushrooms from a cattle pasture and my friend recalls finding me in the flower bed of her front yard. But the best psychadelic experience I had was with peyote. Not an attractive plant." - Blue Tablecloth Hilo Hippie Lady

Right now I'm sitting and watching the phenomenon that is Scrabble night at the Borders Bookstore Cafe on Maka'ala St. in Hilo. (If I didn't get the spelling right on that street name you can bite me.) Listenening to the chatter between these old folks is hilarious. "Seared is a word too. Meaning brown and burned-out." says an old lady. I'm not certain I agree with her 100%, but a raging Borders Cafe brawl is nothing I want to take part of. Especially with an old lady who ate too much peyote.

Speaking of eating...I just had what I would consider one of the top-5 meals in my entire life:

Appetizer: tiger shrimp cocktail with wasabi mango cocktail sauce and marinated cucumber sticks (Alo calls shrimp, "moon-shaped cholesterol nuggets")

Entree: crusted rack of lamb in a pumpkin cream sauce with shallot rissoto and roasted red peppers and funky looking mushrooms (Again, Alo comments and says, "lamb is entree cholesterol")

This makes me recall what I would consider my top-5:
1. Le Chameleon (Paris, France)
2. Rubicon (San Francisco, CA, USA)
3. Sunset Grill (Nashville, TN, USA)
4. Restaurant Kaikodo (Hilo, HI, USA)
5. Diva at the Met (Vancouver, BC, Canada)